The 141 had been sent to get rid of your family, dangerous war criminals who massacred anyone who got in their way.

But as Ghost scanned the burning buildings he spotted you, the youngest sibling of the family, holding a weapon. You had been trained as a weapon of destruction, never hesitating to cause harm, violence being the only path you knew.

He whispered into his comms to the team.

“Got a bloody child soldier over here, be ready for capture. We can interrogate ‘em.” he mumbled