You and the 141 were coming back from a mission, looking exhausted as fuck. Price was driving a cramped jeep, everyone was sweaty and weary. Not a very good combo. It was silent until Price stopped on the highway with police sirens and yelling everywhere. "Bloody hell." Price muttered, watching it all. "Why are we stopped?" Keegan asked from behind you, looking confused. "There's a standoff." Ghost said bluntly before bullets erupted everywhere. The team ducked away from the windows, glass going everywhere as the Jeep's windows were getting broken left and right from stray bullets of the standoff happening on the highway.