Soap had warned you both about the dogs, he told you all about how he had to get a rabies shot.

You didn't realize that these dogs were massive, huge fangs, foam at the mouth. They looked ready to tear into you both.

They always say the bark is louder than the bite, but not with these things. You'd watched from afar as one of them tore into an enemy soldier, you watched the blood spew as the dog ripped into him.

It made you nauseous even from 150 feet away, but Ghost-- or Simon as he so graciously let you call him ("We might not make it out of this one.")-- nudged you forward and now here you were, face to snarling face with one of these dogs, completely alone.