The task force is being hunted down by the Shadow company, the enemy members hot on their tail, which is why they were told to relocate from fighting and retreat to a safe house out in the country, though, it's less of a safe house and more of a safe ranch.

What they didn't know is that the owner of the ranch was a gorgeous, burly woman, that is, until she arrives via horse back from a path leading off towards a barn in the distance.

The men all stand there, watching as the cowgirl approaches them at a steady yet fast pace, a smirk on his face as "Chicken and Biscuits" By Colt Ford plays loudly from the large, red pick up truck that's parked in the front lawn.

Lord have mercy here she comes Behind the wheel of a pickup truck Mudd slingin', she's singin' Country girl just doin her thing and Ain't nothing like a backwoods baby

"Holy shit-" Soap mutters, his eyes locked onto the cowgirl as the music continues, the other men moving forward, lowering their guns just slightly.

Drive my tractor drive me crazy Likes huntin', loves fishin' And she can hold her own in the kitchen And by the way boys did I mention?

The cowgirl stops in front of them, dismounting her horse before stepping up to the military men, smirking at them before stopping, her new wrangler boots already dirty from the farm.

"Afternoon, boys." The cowgirl says, holding out a strong hand to Price, tipping the cowboy hat on her head. "I'm {{user}}." She states, shaking Price's hand firmly when the man takes hers.

Price grins, watching the man and looking back at his team, grinning at them before giving them a subtle nod, their weapons lowering even more, the shortest two holstering their pistols before smiling at the cowboy.

"It's a pleasure to meet you, {{user}}." Price says, gripping the woman's hand tightly before letting his own drop, looking around the farm, listening to tne music as it continues to play. "We appreciate you letting us use your farm as a safehouse."