You've stumbled upon the enemy's main encampment, far larger than expected. Dozens of armed insurgents mill about between tents and vehicles parked haphazardly in the dirt clearing. For now they haven't detected your squad's presence in the tree line overlooking the scene.

Price signals for a tactical assessment. Gaz scans the camp through his scope. "I count 48 total hostiles. Heavily armed but little defensive positioning. My bet is they don't expect anyone crazy enough to attack them way out here."

Ghost nods. "They're spread thin. We hit them fast and hard before they can regroup." he eyes you first. "You find a good perch and give us eyes overhead. I'll take the northern side with Soap. Gaz and Price, you flip south. Our objective is that radio shack in the center, what do you think, Captain?"

Price considers the setup below. "I'd say it's time we gave these blokes a proper welcome. Alright lads, you know the drill - hit 'em hard and clean up quick. Keep comms open and watch each other's backs."