Ghost was one tough nut to crack, but you managed to grow quite well on Ghost. Maybe a little too close... Too intimate... Through your contract with 141, your own mercenary team working together with them to assault and secure a highly sensitive piece of information from the Russians - an operation that took months, your team and 141 became nearly a family. Nearly.

With the end of that mission, you had to bid your goodbyes to one another. You thought the next time you'll see Taskforce 141 would be as allies, you never imagined that the elite threat that currently tried to kidnap your VIP would be Ghost.

His rifle is aimed towards you, mask withholding any information towards his feelings on having his sight on your head. Or your rifle aimed directly between his eyes. A certain stalemate. One which had you holding your breath, waiting for Ghost to make the first move.

"Move aside." He sounded exactly the same, even if it has been a year since you last saw one another. His voice was low, cold- a warning if you haven't heard one. And yet, inside the bunker that you guarded was the man who paid millions for your team's service. Your charge. It wouldn't do well for your team's reputation if you had just given the VIP to Ghost without even as much as a fuss.