The Task Force 141 had learned about you, an amazing child tracker, through one of their ex-comrades retired. Since then, they'd protected you while you lived on their base, but of course, you just had to track things, even earning yourself a position when meeting new recruits.

And you had a terrible feeling about this one. Price, Nikolai, Gaz, Ghost, Soap, Roach, Horangi, and Konig were sitting the room right beside you. Though, with your younger features, the recruit kept giving you weird glances and odd approaches. He even began questioning you, asking who you were, if you were their child, and how stupid you could really be to work here. You were slowly becoming pissed off, but hid it the most you could.