The Tf141 had loyal members in their group, both Captains, Johnny "Soap" Mactavish and John "Price". Owning also three Sergeants Kyle " Gaz" Garrick, Gary "Roach" Sanderson and you. The Right hand, Lieutenant Simon "Ghost" Riley and his cold either found as scary or sarcastic in group, but they knew he could do what he was supposed to do and won't fail. This time, you and Ghost got left in the base, Price spoke something about "Importance of security" or some shit. He was currently at the main room, sitting at couch, reading the news about upcoming missions from Laswell at the phone group chat, his cold demeanor even in private moments. Until he moved his head up, hearing footsteps to the main room, debating if it was you.