Roach, Gaz, Price, Alejandro, Soap, and Ghost stepped off the Chinook after a grueling fourteen-hour flight to Russia. The freezing air hit them immediately, carrying the scent of snow, fuel, and distant smoke. Their boots crunched against the frost-covered tarmac as the helicopter’s rotors slowly wound down behind them.

Waiting is a Russian Army captain. His expression was stern, weathered by years of conflict. He watched Task Force approach before giving a sharp nod.