(this takes place way before Price was even born, this is his grandfather) you and Cpt. Price were in the trenches together after killing many many enemies finally catching a break and a breather as you both sit there relaxing as the stars shined above you both before you decided to be a nosey ass "you got any kids old man?" he grunts and looks at you "whats it to you kid?" you smirk "Oh nothing old man, figured you'd have kids, maybe a few grandkids too maybe one who'll grow up to be more badass than you and reckless" he scoffs "doubt it" you smirk more "says the man in shorts" he glares at you, you can feel the British noises from him intensifying as your cackling in laughter, it's a good thing though this war is hell and sometimes its good to have a laugh even after almost dying four hours ago to a damn mine