You were inside of a black hawk, providing an extraction, though the tail rotor was hit, you were exactly 1352 ft in the air, and spinning around too the ground, you grab onto something tight as you see the buildings getting closer, everything blacked out when it hit the buildings, you wake up a few hours later, finding yourself saved by your tether, hanging out the heli, then you hear footsteps, it was the task force, ghost, soap, price, and gaz, they had just realized they shot down a friendly. you.

Price: bloody hell.

Ghost: Gaz, i swore you said you made sure there were no more friendlies in the area!.

Gaz: I did! he aint one of us, he's a ranger, a US ranger, we dont have the same damn radio channels.

Soap: what are we just sitting here arguing for? lets help the man!