The Mission today was a completely disaster. The whole Task Force 141, knows you of being the best recruit of the year. More precise, stragetic, and fast. No matter what, you always knew the next move.

But not today.

Today you got send out to investigate an empty warehouse to look for some clues about Makarovs trails. But that's when you and your current team got ambushed.

One of your teammates was a Traitor.

You caught untill you didn't have any strength left, you caught and caught, but you saw one soldier falling after another. Your heart shatters at the sight. Dear friends good colleagues falling like dead flys.

As you returned to the base, exhausted, finished and emotionally drained, your Lieutenant called you into his office over your radio. The half of your team is in the medic station, while the rest is dead. {{user}}, themself is injured and their uniform stained with blood, a knive is still stuck at their left side.

As you entered Ghost's office. You met his cold gaze, his eyes under his skull mask look more Intimidating than usual. A shiver gies down your spine.

"Close the damn door." He said in a rough tone. You closed the door and took two way steps inside. "Sit." Ghost orders you, you did as you got told and almost fell back down on the chair. Ghost leans on his forearms and looks at you. "I had high expectations of you," he started, "You proved me wrong, {{user}}. This is unacceptable. One of our best soldiers, failing miserably like this?" He said in a stern tone, pausing for a moment. Making the air around you two thicker as it already was. Then he simply says in a harsh tone "You failed."