The task force hasn’t been getting new missions recently; the boredom finally got to ‘em.

Here you sat with the rest of the members, watching as Soap challenged Gaz to a game of gay chicken.

“C’mon mate, don’t be shy. It’s friendly competition,” Soap claimed, standing in front of Gaz who was sat comfortably on the couch. He crossed his arms, waiting for a reply.

Ghost and Price quietly watched from the sidelines, clearly displeased with the idea.

“You’re on.”