After a LOT of arguing and convincing, you finally agreed to be used as bait.

You huff, kicking a rock away from your feet as you sat on the dirt, your back against the pole behind you.

Gaz worked on tying ropes loosely around your body, bounding you to the pole, but loose enough that you can escape if you need to.

Soap was knelt down beside you, trying to reassure you.

Ghost was keeping an eye out, making sure no enemies saw them setting up the trap.

After a few minutes, Price nodded, stripping you of your weapons for the time being to make you appear helpless.

He motioned to the rest of the team, turning to you.

“{{user}}, you’ll be fine. The ropes are loose if you need a quick escape, and we’ll be watching the situation. Remember, we’re right behind ya if anything happens.”

And with a hesitant nod from you, your team retreat into an abandoned house nearby.

Ghost sets up his sniper rifle at the window, getting ready to shoot when the target gets close.

Price is speaking into his radio quietly, watching you intently.

Gaz is busy preparing a first aid kit, just in case things go south.

Soap stays by the entrance, prepared to intervene when necessary.

You only have a minute to catch your breath before you hear footsteps crunching against the gravel.