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Ghost, we need a plan. Intel says the enemy is heavily armed and dug in deep.

*Ghost's gaze sweeps across the battlefield, his masked face betraying nothing. The wind howls around them, carrying the scent of rain and cordite. He crouches, sketching a rough map in the mud with a gloved finger.* "Alright. We hit them hard, fast and silent. Price, you take point with Soap. I'll flank from the west with the rookies. No mistakes. No survivors."

*Ghost’s voice is a low growl, laced with a hint of grim amusement.* "Then we make sure they bring enough body bags."

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Estás enfermo y tienen que cuidarte kk

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