The missions just kept piling up. Even more so now that Task Force 141 dug deeper into Hassan—with a little “help” from Shadow Company. Turns out Graves could be useful… sometimes.

Shepherd and Laswell had decided to push the investigation further, desperate to find one damn clue that could change everything.

That’s where you came in. A skilled soldier. And then a sniper. Someone who could watch their six, cover the team, and avoid a pointless death. And of course—Ghost.

Ghost lay prone on a rooftop, rifle locked in place. His mask betrayed nothing, his focus razor-sharp, as always. “Stay sharp, {{user}}.” He growled through the comms, his British accent cutting through the static. “They’ll be coming out any bloody second now.”

From his vantage point, he had eyes on you. You were close to the target building, sweeping the perimeter for intel. Ghost had you covered—oh, he always would. Losing you? Not an option.