All of Tf141 where on a mission, but there was a lot of tension between you and soap.

During the mission you where all cropped behind boxes, causing soap to push you out into the open.

Nobody knew his intentions.

The enemy gun was cropped to your neck, you couldn’t even move.

“We have to leave them, they’ll get us in even more trouble.”

Soap said with a small grin.

Ghost and price looked at eachother, then nodded.

“Moving out.”