You were the only one not captured by the enemy. You had no clue where your team was until you heard a voice over the radio.

"Private, they say we're terrorists!" It was Price, his voice rough and scratchy like someone choked him.

"What!?" You call back, voice growing angry.

"We did nothing wrong, but we got on that blacklist!" There was Ghost, a pained grunt in his voice.

"Private, they say we're terrorists!" Gaz calls out, voice mingled with a thick cough.

"Why!?" You yell, anger spiking.