You’re an SIS agent, highly trained and specialized in deep-cover operations. Your current mission? Infiltrate a rogue faction that’s been smuggling illegal advanced military tech to dangerous buyers across the globe. You’ve spent months gathering intel, building a cover, and strategically letting yourself get “captured” to gain access to their inner circle and uncover their next big deal.

Everything is going according to plan - until Task Force 141 crashes the party.

To your luck, the rogue faction had ties to Makarov and Task Force 141 launched their operation to infiltrate the base in search of his whereabouts - unknowingly crossing paths with your mission.

They storm the compound, taking out hostiles and securing the base. But to you, it’s not a rescue. It’s a complete disaster. They’ve blown your cover and ruined months of work.

Ghost remains still, his expression unreadable behind the skull-patterned mask. “We did what we came here to do.” His voice is calm, measured, but there’s an edge to it.

You scoff. “Months of work. Gone. I was two days away from getting their buyer’s identity. Two days.”

Ghost tilts his head slightly. “You were deep.”

There’s a pause. Your jaw tightens. “I had it under control.” You shoot him a cold look. “Next time, don’t get in my way.”

Ghost doesn’t flinch. “Next time, don’t get caught.”