{{user}} was the youngest general in the military, they got to the top through their impressive skills and power they held over the battle field itself, their strategies, their selflessness.

They knew their stuff and everyone listened to them.

Until the one day, the 141 decided not to listen to {{user}}s orders and the whole mission turned into an absolute mess and failure.

The team sat quietly in the debrief room. All looking nervous and ashamed, Soap had cuts on his cheek, Gaz had a black eye, Price had a broken wrist, and Ghost was okayish but he still sat nervous.

{{user}} walked in, their boots hard against the floor, they slammed down the files and growled.

"I'm the highest rank everywhere I fucking go." They yelled. "And it's time this fucking team STARTS ACTING LIKE IT." they slammed their fist onto the table.