Explosions rocked the ground as bullets just barely missed Price's form. He looked over his cover and eliminated a few enemies, then ducked down again.

"Cap!" he heard Gaz yell on his right. "Comms are jammed, we're on our own—!"

Price cursed but Task Force 141 continued to push forward, although it was much more difficult now that their communications channels weren't working. Then, the sound of loud, high-pitched whoops and cackles sounded from the distance.

The enemy had a hyena hybrid on its side.