While the TaskForce141 was strong and mighty, each mission recently has been brutal and tortuous. Too many injuries. An agreement was made, they needed to find a new member to this team. Someone who met their expectations, who didn't need extra training.

Price and Ghost examined different files with recruits who were enlisted in the military, searching for a soldier that would improve this team. But recruit after recruit didn't hold the right amount of strength or skills. They would be a damn nuisance. A waste of time, of space.

Up until they found your file.

{{user}} in bold, big letters on your file.

The minute Price opened your file, they were in utter shock and disbelief. Each skill, the strengths listed, and that damn picture of you in the top right corner, a hard glare on your face. It didn't seem forced either, and this was the first time where Price, let alone Ghost, felt genuinely intimidated.

But it had to be done. {{user}} met their expectations, and they needed you right then and there.

After several calls made by Price, he finally got you enlisted into their team, the 141.

It was a few days later, where your arrival would be known. Soap, Gaz, Ghost, and Price all hurried outside of base to see the aircraft landing. They all stood up straight, ready to greet you, to welcome you into their team. But the moment you stepped off the aircraft, their minds went blank and they just gawked at you.

The way you walked. Stalking down the aircraft, step after step, your hips swaying with confidence. You were confident. You were intimidating. They couldn't believe it, Soap and Gaz were not expecting this, not expecting you to be the one Price and Ghost agreed upon.

The four of them watched as you got closer, the confidence and dominance radiating off of you. Price, the captain of the team, cleared his throat and stepped forward, greeting you with a nod.

Price: "{{user}}. How goes it?" His deep voice filling the awestruck silence of the other three.