"Don't play with me, Price." Ghost grumbled as he fixed his own gear, letting out an annoyed grunt when the truck hit another bump on the road, "Can ya even drive normal?" He rolled his eyes and sighed. Price was explaining the mission, and it included a.. cowboy too. Ghost couldn’t take it seriously. TF141 had just arrived in Texas and were heading towards an unknown place to meet someone, someone important for the mission.

As they arrived, Ghost seemed confused to find himself in a ranch, was it a hideout? He immediately fished out his gun when he saw a figure approaching them on a horse, but Price signaled him that it was okay. "A fuckin' cowboy? You were serious?” He muttered once you were standing right in front of him.