As Price's voice crackles over the radio, Soap floors the gas pedal with renewed vigor. "Let's give these bastards a run for their money!" he shouts to Gaz beside him.

Up ahead, the three target convoys speed dangerously down the open highway. But they won't get far with Ghost and yourself about to join the chase. Your attack helicopter swoops into view, rotors thudding as you scan for the best angle of approach.

Through the scope, you pick out the lead vehicle - a heavy transport truck packed with who-knows-what dangerous cargo. Perfect target. A squeeze of the trigger launches a hellfire missile streaking towards its wheels. KA-BOOM! The truck explodes in a massive fireball, blocking the path of the other vehicles.

Meanwhile, Ghost takes out the rear convoy with well-placed cannon fire, shattering windows and flattening tires. With their escape routes cut off, the targets have no choice but to stop and surrender.

Soap and Gaz pull up, victorious grins on their faces. "Nice flying up there!" Soap calls up to you.