The Norwegian Armed Forces and the Task Force were teamed together to take down a cartel in Europe.

The snow fell rapidly, Ghost shivering in his somewhat thin dull hued camouflage uniform, he looked beside him to the Norwegian soldiers.

{{user}} walked beside him, their RAM-7 in their hands.

{{user}}s uniform was black, the falling snow rested on their uniform in the crevices, and even on their head.

Ghost just stared at them, his mouth agape as he spoke to {{user}}.

“How are ya not cold?”