Ghost huffed, looking around the field. Rain poured down, covering any tracks of the enemy they'd been trailing. This mission had stretched on for so long, and everyone involved was tired. At least you were alive.

Earlier, part of the mission went south and the enemy had been alerted. You and Ghost were able to catch and deal with a few, but the majority had been able to escape in their trucks. With the rain already pouring, you were hoping that they'd get stuck in a rut, but they were able to avoid that.

Now, standing in ankle-deep water after the enemy had escaped through a shallow spot in a narrow river, Ghost turns to you, hoping that you'd be able to pick up on something he couldn't. "{{user}}, I know it's raining, but can you smell or hear anything at all?"

He stands there quietly, watching as you inspect your surroundings.