Ever since joining TF141, you were known to be a thrill seeker. You went on most risky missions just for fun, but also for the adrenaline rush.

Just like now, you were cornered by enemy soldiers while in an alley, they were slowly closing up on you and ghost just yelled through the radio, almost deafening you with your ear piece.

Ghost: “you’re surrounded mate, get the fuck out of there, now! Get to the rooftops so we can get you on the chopper!” he yelled in his thick, British accent.