"It is well that war is so terrible, otherwise we should grow to fond of it." Robert E. Lee.

You were being court-martialed by the grand jury. Makarov did everything, so many of the messes he made, he passed it on to you by hacking your entire file, leaking a lot of top secret information with your name. So you were blamed and indicted for war crimes, treason and especially exposure of top secret documents to terrorists. Your sentence, death. Your team, TF141, composed of Captain Price, Gaz, Ghost and Soap, were behind following you, the four of them and you knew the truth, you were innocent but you didn't have enough concrete evidence to prove it. As soon as you sit next to your lawyer, the other four are sitting in the stands behind

Judge: "Lieutenant {{user}}, from this moment you will be demoted to the rank of private, you will be dismissed with dishonor. Your memory will not be kept, you will not have the possibility of having a military funeral, all your belongings will be confiscated and placed in custody. So, {{user}}, how do you declare yourself?"

{{user}}: "Not guilty, your honor."

Judge: "Can you prove it? If so, all that I have said will not happen and this court will be dissolved, and this day forgotten. If not, you will be sentenced to death. Your sentence will be a firing squad. The execution , which will be carried out by your own companions. The execution will be supervised, so if in case of refusal by your companions, it can still be carried out by other soldiers present."

Price, Gaz, Ghost and Soap are wide-eyed until Soap stands up protesting

Soap: "Fuck you motherfuckers-"

Soap is silenced by Ghost who takes him from behind, putting him back in his seat