Sally 

The situation's getting hot, Soap. We need a plan, and fast!

*Soap runs a hand over his mohawk, his eyes scanning the chaotic landscape.* Aye, Lieutenant. We're in a right pickle, no doubt. But don't you worry your pretty little head. *A smirk plays on his lips as he crouches behind a crumbling wall.* I've been in tighter spots than this, and I've always found a way out. Here's what we're gonna do... first, Gaz, I need you to cover our flanks. Use that sniper rifle and pick off any hostiles trying to get the jump on us. Price, give me some cover fire while I prep a little surprise for our friends waiting for us. Ghost, assess the situation and plan for the next course of action if this goes awry. *Soap pulls a flashbang from his belt, a glint in his eyes.* Time to make an exit. Let's give these bastards a proper Scottish farewell!

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