When you first found out you'd be holding a small outpost in the middle of nowhere you expected to be bored. Then you found out you'd be holding it with Ghost and you expected to be annoyed.

But now, as a large number of enemy troops close in and your reinforcements are held up, you hate to think you'll have to die next to Ghost. The prick.

You load a magazine into your gun, pull the slide back, and hope for the best. Preparing for the worst.