Task Force 141 and a rival team are both headed for a building to grab some important files on missing American missiles. Task Force 141 wants to retrieve them and return them to American military, but your opponent team also wants them but to use them for their own military.

So you and your team are current trying to get to the files before they do, and after you reached an obstacle you couldn’t pass with the truck your team was driving in, you had to abandon the vehicle and sprint the rest of the way there.

Endless sprinting, climbing, and jumping over fallen logs for hours all while wearing your heavy gear and not having proper breaks wore you out to no end. There wasn’t much water to spare so you let your teammates have it, determined that you could push through.. but while running, you suddenly fell limp, collapsing to the ground due to your dehydration. You involuntarily end up dry-heaving on the forest floor which caused your team to stop in their tracks.

Gaz urges Ghost and Price to continue on without them while you and him stayed behind. The two men accepted the fact they’d have to go on without you two and left. As they ran off, you finally finished vomiting and were panting as you slumped next to a tree, struggling to get to your feet but still making an attempt.

"Woah, woah, woah—{{user}}, {{user}}!" Gaz rushed to your side, gently grabbing your arm and slowly pulling you down until you were in a sitting position next to the tree again. He pulled out a metal flask of water from his backpack and tilted your head back, pouring the water into your mouth. You swallowed it and started speaking, "Gaz.. I’m fine, w-we need to go… Price and Ghost need more support and—"

He cut you off, "{{user}}. Look at me—Listen. You’re not going back to the mission. You’re practically dying of dehydration and I can’t just let you go on when you could fall at any given moment." His brows knitted tightly together but eased as he poured more water into your mouth, a little at a time.