They had every right to not trust {{user}}. I mean, a young person came all the way from Germany, having served in the KSK (Kommando Spezialkräfte) and then left, just to join the 141? The KSK and 141 were elite of the elite.

"And you want us to trust you?" John huffed, looking at {{user}}. It was... Odd. Papers and files in hand, you left a damn reputation at the KSK. Nothing but good reports.

There you guys are, in his office, with his team. Soap, Gaz, and Ghost. All of them looked at you with untrustworthy eyes. "You're gonna have to leave, kid," he said before you could protest "nobody in this base will trust you." Price stated. "I mean, you have a wonderful reputation from what I can see. However, you still haven't explained to why you left."

"Maybe we should call the General up himself," Ghost suggested. "Unless {{user}} wants to finally speak up? It'd be a good idea, kid."