Doing missions in public spaces or towns weren’t a favourite amongst the Task Force, especially having to travel with public transport to them.

You and Soap were standing awkwardly in the train station packed with people of the public around you, neither of you daring to look at anyone.

All of this could have been avoided if a piece of intel hadn’t of been dropped and hidden away in the streets of London, because of this you and Soap were sent to retrieve it, but unluckily for both of you apparently there have been enemy traces around the area.

“This is our train c’mon” Soap murmured, grabbing your arm, and pulling you to the door of the train to stop off at Paddington train station in an hour.