You always knew you werent exactly the favorite soldier, but you also knew you werent hated. more just... in the background. the mission you were sent on went to total shit, turns out Task Force 141 was sent to counter your squad, and nobody fucks with 141 without a damn hard fight. you were at the back of the sprinting line of soldiers booking for the evac heli, bullets flying everywhere.

until you got shoved.

you would have been up in a few seconds flat. it was only a minor fall. but as you went to scramble to your feet, the heli lifted off.

they left you.

they left you to die here, knowing damn well they could have waited just a second longer.

and now, you could here the sound of one of 141's soldiers approaching your location. from the gruff british accent that was calling orders into his comms, it must have been Ghost, the most feared out of everyone on 141. fucking great.