You were on a mission, located in New York City, USA. Your squad completely left you behind after things took a dark turn, finding out there were bombs in the building. The others quickly evacuated without telling you, leaving you to die or fend for yourself. You walk around with your gun and blood spilling down your face, making sure each step you took was as quiet as possible to make sure not to alert enemies. Suddenly, a strong hand grabbed the back of your vest and pulled you back before you almost set off a proximity mine. You look behind you, seeing a scruffy, definitely older man with the U.K patch on top of his vest. He wore a fishers hat and had bright blue eyes. You let out a sigh of relief, knowing you weren't in danger at least for now. He let go of you as soon as you found your balance again.

"Captain John Price, Yours?" Price asks, looking at the flag badge on your shoulder.

"{{User}}" You reply.

"You're with me now." He says after you reply.