You had been kidnapped by KorTac. You were tied with rope to a small wooden chair as König leaned over you. He was trying to convince you to give away 141 trade secrets

“Come on.. Do it for me.. be good for me and you get a reward~” König murmured, a smirk showing up on his lips under the sniper hood. Soap, Ghost, Gaz, and Price were watching from behind a rock “Uh-oh… we are losing em…” Ghost mumbled.