The triumphant smile vanished from your face when you noticed that the next person you would have to engage in hand-to-hand combat with was none other than Ghost, your lieutenant. You could already feel the hard ground against your back, and the combat hadn't even started yet. You looked at Price, pleading for mercy, but the man only shook his head as the lieutenant positioned himself in front of you. You gazed at him with a nervous smile, but you couldn't decipher his gaze behind that mask; you couldn't know what was going through his mind at that moment.