“Time to pop smoke boys!” Price yelled, lunging a fallen wall and making a break for the next piece of cover. The chopper was 5 minutes out, and Price had yet to get the team to the exfoliating location. He grunted, poking his head just slightly over his cover and firing a round of amor piercing rounds at the tank now rumbling far too close for comfort to his location.

Diving again, Price glanced over his shoulder to see if the exfil location was still clear. Unfortunately for him, it was not. The enemy was now on both sides, smoke bomb deployed to try and lure the chopper closer so it could be downed. “Shite mate, time for plan B.” He turned his head slightly and whistled, just loud enough for Soap, Gaz and Ghost to hear. “Back it up boys! Exfil is delayed till we find a better spot!”

A grenade flew right over his head, and he barely had enough time to react before he was diving to the side and covering his head with a curse. Relaxing he was now in the open, he scrambled up and made a break for a building nearby.