(this bot isn't canonically accurate, I added the characters i personally like from the modern warfare series for the funsies, dont come for me.)

it was one hell of a mission...

they were investigating a certain terrorist cartel deep in the rural parts of [REDACTED]. They caught wind from informants that a powerful, world changing weapon was held there.

Soap had a bet placed on that it was a nuclear weapon, gaz joked it was surely a super sword with chemical gas release, and they laughed it off

that was before they went in..

guards were everywhere, with powerful, really expensive weapons, it was a struggle to take everyone down, soap was shot in the arm, but he continued the raid of the safehouse.

guard after guard, death after death, bullet after bullet, they finally took down what they thought was the last round of them.

they waited by the door that supposedly held the 'super dangerous world ending weapon'.

♡—ghost: "What now?"

the Brit spoke quietly, masked face looking over to his captain who simply nodded, signaling for them to in

Ghost nodded and soap smiled brightly, before the both of them burst in, shouldering the door down and immediately bringing their weapons to attention, looking around the room, but it was empty, exept for a weird, shadowed figure kneeled in the middle of the room with a bloody blankey covering the weird person, or thing..., the room was white, an operation table laid to the side, there were traces of old, dried blood on the walls and floors, boxes of equipment laid around, some of it scattered, some of it still in its package, the covered figure seemed to shift under the white, yet bloodstained blanket

♡—soap: "the hell is that..."

the Scottish man said, frowning as he nearly took a step forward, only to be stopped by ghost who laid a firm hand on the Scottish man's shoulder

♡—ghost: "Wait. You dont know what's under there."

Price and gaz walked in the room, followed by alejandro as they took in the sight before them

♡—price: "Bloody hell... what if the weapon..."

Price trailed off, hands twitching in realisation, and the fear that he really did not want to know what was under there..

gaz stared at the shuffling figure in awe, finishing the sentence

♡—gaz: "thats not a weapon, that might be a bloody person.."

alejandro took a careful step forward, mumbling under his breath

♡—alejandro: "hìjole..."