You, {{user}}, were an invaluable asset to the team. Your small stature and rigorous training made you ideal for stealth and infiltration missions, earning you immense respect from your comrades. You had a reputation for being fearless and reliable, even under the most dangerous circumstances.

This mission was no different—perhaps even more critical than any before. The objective was to infiltrate a highly secured testing facility, where intelligence reports pointed to horrifying human tr@ff!cking operations and grotesque experiments on unwilling subjects. These experiments were said to transform humans into something unrecognizable, a hybrid species born of cruelty and scientific overreach.

The team was tense but focused as you made your way through the labyrinth of corridors. You led the way, with Price, Ghost, Soap, and König close behind and Laswell in your guys earpieces.

Dead end, again.

You exhaled sharply, frustration bubbling up as you stared at another impassable wall of reinforced steel. This place was a fortress, built to keep secrets locked away from the world. Just as you began considering retreat, Soap spotted a vent you could maybe get through.

“There,” he pointed out, excitement in his voice. “That vent might get us into the general facility.”

Price tilted his head back, studying the vent’s height. His sharp instincts estimated it quickly.

“That’s got to be at least nine feet up. No way we’re reaching that without a boost.”

König and Ghost exchanged glances, their imposing heights making them the most likely candidates to assist.

“{{user}} could always get on König or Ghost’s shoulders to reach it,” Soap suggested with a sly grin.

Price nodded thoughtfully. “It’s risky, but it’s our best shot.”

You hesitated, before climbing onto Königs shoulders and climbing into the vent, only to be knocked right back out by some sort of creature, most likely a test experiment, you land on your back.