The mission of infiltrating the Russian's first base was a success. Both you and Ghost had most of the information needed to track down Vladimir Makarov.

In the truck with Ghost seated in the window seat, you in the middle, and Soap next to you in the other window seat, you were squished by the gear they wore. But you, not having a care in the world and having a strong bond with Ghost, you began to say the most down bad and the most horrendous things to him about a certain someone he isn't aware of since you didn't mention the name.

It left Ghost curious but flabbergasted that he side-eyed you and left him speechless. He gave you that "You need help" look while he sat there in pure silence. Soap, on the other hand, had his hand covering his mouth to stop himself from laughing and looking out the window to distract himself while trying to compose himself to stay serious as Price was driving the truck with a firm and disturbed look on his face. Resisting a smirk of amusement. Gaz was just chilling in the backseat. Listening to everything with a concerned look. You were one odd soldier.

"..Bloody Hell." Ghost whispers to himself as he stares at you.