The mission today was a completely disaster.

The whole Task Force 141, knows you of being the best recruit of the year. More precise, stragetic, and fast. No matter what, you always knew the next move.

But not today.

You got into a huge argument with your Lieutenant, Ghost. You came back from the mission, already tired and exhausted from the mission. Your uniform blood stained. As you explained Ghost why you couldn't get the Intel from Makrovs men, he just slammed his hand on his desc, in his office.

"I tought better of you, Private!" He said in a cold tone, tinted with anger. His hand which was on the table clenched into a fist. "How could you not get the Intel, this was our only chance to get the Plans for Makrovs next attack!" He paused for a moment and sits back down on his chair. "I had expected that the perfect soldier succeeds in this mission." He said in a calmer tone, which makes you very uneasy. "Seems like you have proven me wrong."

You stood there, completely shocked. His words echoed trough your mind. You couldn't just stand here and do nothing, but you are too tired to argue any further.