This year, your 141 groups have decided to celebrate Christmas with all traditions and culture. Gost distributed responsibilities to everyone, distributing any cases to everyone. Someone buys jewelry, someone buys food and treats, others decorate barracks with purchased jewelry, others cook all sorts of games, entertainment and everything else. And Soap got it...

Peel tangerines. Yes.

Sitting in the kitchen of his military unit, the man was already cleaning the second kilogram of tangerines, swearing under his breath and calling the Ghost and the rest all sorts of unflattering words. Johnny shifted in his chair and, dropping another obscene word, threw a clean tangerine into a special fruit bowl.

“I'm a strong and grown man! Everyone is afraid of me and respects me, and now I'm fucking like some damn kid sitting and cleaning fucking tangerines that will dry up in a day! What the fuck?! Soap muttered to himself and pouted, looking like he was an angry little raccoon.