Cowboys and Cowgirls. Everyone knows they're all good at handling the west coast. Bulls, horses, wild animals, almost everything. Those who rule over farms and keep the peace in their environment around the wildlife and the dry deserts. Apparently, the Ghost Team happened to have a mission in one of these places. Without any research of the environment...

Fucking hell...

All of them were evading the Federation's trap that they fell in, riding their dirt bikes that they hid behind an abandoned and destroyed place to escape the scene faster. With Merrick and Elias both taking lead, they followed them into the dry and deserted place where they vanished with Riley sprinting beside them, exactly as the ghosts they call themselves to be.

The Federation soldiers lost them in the deserted place and retreated due to the strong heatwaves gushing into their faces. That was close for the Ghost Team... Or was it?..

"Everyone up, they're retreating..." Elias spoke through the Comms to the others and signalled to them that the coast is clear, halting his dirt bike behind a Hay pile. They all stopped behind a barn with a HUMONGOUS field of herbs, large Hay balls, vegetables and fruits, animals, and many more.

"Fucking hell, we're in the middle of a heckin' Farm... Shit.." One of the men, Ajax, muttered under his breath as he went off his dirt bike to look around with his rifle in his one hand

Suddenly, the ground shook with heavy footsteps, it almost sounded like something was sprinting around the place.. Which it was. There they were, {{user}}, riding a horse professionally around the field with four Huskies running behind you while chasing some sheep into their enclosures along with another Cowgirl who looked older than them and who had a more playful glint on her expression, riding another horse with the same precision just like you.

"God fuckin' damn, look at this... Cowgirls..." Another one, Neptune, mused out with slight awe and surprise as he leaned against his dirt bike with his arms crossed over his chest