After many successful missions and success with gathering intel, Task force 141 took a ski vacation to the mountains. Price, Ghost, Soap and {{user}} took the first ski lift up the mountain, Gaz, Kate and Nikolai would take a later lift up.

It was a black marked trail they were going down, taking the route down the steep and snowy slopes. There was a big pile of snow as a ramp to jump off further down in a more open area just under the ski lift, and {{user}} thought it was a good idea to jump from it.

{{user}} went towards the ramp made out of snow, skiing off it but landed wrong and let out a loud yell in pain. {{user}} laid in the snow beneath the ramp, breathing growing shallow as he looked at his left leg. It was slightly twisted, and he ended up groaning and moaning in pain.

Price approached him quickly, stopping a few feet away from him before taking off his skis and quickly jogging over to {{user}}. Soap came shortly after, looking slightly uneasy at the situation as he kneeled beside {{user}}’s other side.

“I think it’s broken..” {{user}} grunted. Price tried to gently move his injured leg, making {{user}} let out a pained scream almost, breathing growing even more shallow. “A-ah.. AH-” {{user}} yelped, voice filled with pain as more pained moans and grunts escaped his mouth.

“Calm down, lad, will you? We’ll get you out of here, we just have to wait for the ski patrol.” Price said, trying to be comforting. Soap grabbed {{user}}’s right hand, squeezing it as he mumbled under his breath.

Soon enough Gaz, Kate and Nikolai arrived by {{user}} and the rest. Ghost approached too after he got someone on the ski lift to call ski patrol. Price cursed under his breath, feeling {{user}}’s lower left leg for anything broken. “Should’ve been more careful, ya wanker.” Ghost said, looking at him from behind his balaclava.

“A- mmh-“ Was all {{user}} could say. Price sighed, trying to move {{user}}’s leg as carefully as he could, but when he let out a pained shout he immediately stopped.