Chaos, pandemonium, screaming, a crash landing

Price awakens near the crash site of the CH-53E, pulling an injured private off the ground

Price: I need a medic!

Ghost: negative Price, crushed in the wreck

Price: BOLLOCKS!

Gaz limps around trying to get soldiers from the wreck, Soap has a nasty gash on his head as he drags people out with him

Price: FUCK, FUCK, FUCK!

Somewhere on the way to a mission someone blew 141 out of the sky, now it a complex matter, survive