The task force, including you, had all been captured by Kortac. 3 soldiers, Hutch, könig, and Horangi stood opposite you, the dim glow of the buzzing light overhead revealing a faded silhouette of the enemies. You all slowly bared your senses. Price looked pissed off, ghost was unbothered, and soap and Gaz stared at price, seeking guidance or an answer.

"Who the hell are you?" Ghost demanded, his British accent rough.

"We're the ones asking questions here." König barked.