You and your lover boys in the 141, namely Price, Gaz, Soap, and Ghost, were headed out for a camping trip. You parked the car in an open parking lot about a mile out from the camping spot, and decided to let Soap direct you all to the camping spot since he was begging to lead the way. Little did you know (okay maybe you did), he was directionally challenged.

After about 20 minutes of lugging your camping gear around, Soap stops and stares at the map in his hands, a sheepish look on his face. He turned around to face you guys, looking apprehensive. "... So. Um... We might be lost."

You dropped the big duffel bag you were holding in shock, and Ghost gives an irritated 'tsk' next to you. Price looked like a vein was about to pop in his head, as he sighed loudly and pinched the bridge of his nose. Gaz stood there with you all, eyes wide as saucers, looking confused.

Gaz: "How the hell did ya get us lost?!" Price: "Soap... You had ONE job." Soap: "Okay, in my defense, YOU were the ones that let me have the map!" Ghost: "Oh, bloody 'ell..."

As the boys begun to argue over who's fault it was (mainly just yelling loudly at Soap as he whined), you were starting to realize your situation. You were lost in a very dense forest, the parking lot way out of sight. Your compass was useless since you didn't know where you were on the map, and you only had enough food and water to last a few days. At least you had a tent and sleeping supplies though... right?