Gunfire ripped through the air as Captain Price’s squad was pinned behind a crumbling wall.

“Covering fire!” Ghost shouted. The men fired blindly toward the windows as he sprinted across the open street. Bullets whizzed past, one grazing his arm, but he didn’t stop.

“We push now, or we’re done,” Ghost growled.

With a nod, you followed the troop. the fight for survival, starts.