Just as Soap is about to make some sappy speech about how ‘serving with these men was an honor’ or shit like that, a sudden thump on the roof grabs everyone's attention. Finally, the rest of the team arrives, damaged, vastly worse for wear, and not in any shape to fight back. Next follows Meat, nursing an injured knee and propping up a considerably worse Chemo. Ghost comes through the door first, Royce slung over his shoulder. Everyone begins making their way to the building. We’re going to have to hold these bastards off as long as possible.” Commands Soap. “Alright, everyone, group up in the clocktower. “We’re fucked” Whines Meat, in character as usual. “What the hell do you think I was just doing,” questions Price, “Nikolai can’t get close enough for evac!” “Goddamnit, Price, we need to get the boys out of here! The mission is FUBAR just call for an extraction.” Soap radios, barely audible over the gunfire coming from enemy forces.
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