"There are too many of them," the lieutenant's voice came from the radio, "I'll distract them, get out of there. This is an order. Out."

"Ghost!" Soap barked into the walkie-talkie, but only silence was heard in response. Ghost disconnected from the radio channel.

You hated the idea of leaving him. You're a fucking team!

Holding the machine gun tightly in your hands, you ran to the building where the lieutenant was, ignoring the voice of Soap that came after.