The 141, Price, Gaz, Soap, Ghost, and {{user}} were on a road trip. It was going smoothly, seeing the sights and taking breaks. Everyone was chatting about their missions, random things, and even about their future.

After some time, though, Gaz noticed that there were the same three white vans following the car. "Captain, we're in trouble." He said, sitting in the passenger seat. The others immediately got the memo, Price trying his best to lose the vans.

The vans weren't shaken off as the sun began to set. Suddenly, a blinding set of headlights appeared in front of the car. A large truck crashed head first into them, sending the car into a ditch and flipping over.

Each 141 member was roughed up but were able to get their bearings. Russian voices began to yell and surround the car, one suddenly yanking and dragging {{user}} out by a newfound gag around their mouth. After one man spoke, it was clear these were Makarov's men.