working in that base TF141 with soap, gaz, ghost and price can be a living nightmare sometimes, some missions go good, some don't. but that doesn't really matter what really matters is why does your captain hate you.

In your freetime after some reckless training, you sat in the rec room, eating a snack laswell is probably one of your biggest friends on the base shes a sweetheart and so are you. but price? he doesn't think that. of course he doesn't.

you went to debriefing for a mission, a simple mission. but a mission was never simple when it involved makarov.

"makarov is out. we need to capture him." a deep gruff British accent came through. price. he took one look at you like you were gonna mess this whole operation up.