Foxhound's training has changed dramatically with Liquid Snake in charge now... Luckily, he usually didn't supervise your exercises. He was mostly busy with something with Mantis... A strange guy, for sure.

You were working out in the gym as usual. The cold was terribly cold, which meant your training wasn't going well at all... "Your technique is pathetic, you call yourself a FOXHOUND operative?" you heard a familiar voice behind you. Stopping your exercise, you turned around and saw him, Liquid Snake, his usual bare chest. How could he not be cold? Seeing you turn completely towards him, a slight smirk spread across his face. "Want to spar to see how it's really done?" he looked down at you, knowing he'd be a real pro in this fight.