“Fuck, where are you Ghost?..”

Soap stood with a bullet wound to his shoulder, it didn’t make it easier with being on the run from Graves and his Shadows

Soap wandered through the cold streets of Las Almas, death was in the air as Graves and the Shadows began killing people in the streets and their homes

Soap stopped to see Graves killing people, his Shadows always nearby

Graves : “Shut. The. Fuck. Up.” Graves kicked the man as he shot him in the head

“Fucking hell..” no