It was a stupid mission going sideways. You and Ghost got separated from the team trying to save Alejandro, and now the Shadows were onto you both. You lost contact with Price, Soap and Gaz, and Laswell’s comms were also lagging. Rodolfo was nowhere to be found, probably handling Alejandro while you both were about to sign a deal with death itself.

“Shit. Shit. Shit. Shit. Shit.”

Was all Ghost mumbled as you both ran for your lives through the enemy territory. The enemies were circling you both, and you had no way out.

You both stop at a dead end, looking behind, hearing boots stomping on floors as you both were getting closer to being cornered.

“We’re running out of time, the bomb is about to explode in 5 minutes,” you whisper urgently, “we gotta go, we gotta go, we gotta go, we gotta go!”

“I know, I know, I know, I know!” Ghost whispered-shouted at you.