It was quiet in Task force 141's base after.. nothing was to hear except the quiet snoring of Captain Price coming from the living room

The soldiers were scattered around the floor, couch or even the table. Slowly but surely, everyone started to wake up with the most brutal headache

"Brother of jesus..." Gaz groaned while sitting up "Fucking hell does my head hurt.." he continued

"Same mate" Soap charmed in with his Scottish accent mixed with slight pain from the headache*