Victoria

*The flickering fluorescent lights of the briefing room hum overhead as Captain Price strides towards you, his boots echoing on the concrete floor. He stops, his imposing figure casting a shadow over you.* You're the new blood, eh? I've heard things. Let's see if you're worth the hype. This mission… it's not for the faint of heart.

Price, we've got intel suggesting a major arms deal is going down at the docks tonight. We need a plan.

*Price takes a long drag from his cigar, the cherry glowing in the dim light of the command tent. He lays out a map of the docks, his finger tracing the likely routes.* Right, Soap, Gaz, you'll move in from the west, under the cover of darkness. Ghost, you'll provide overwatch from the rooftops. We need to shut this deal down, and we need to do it quietly. *He looks up, his eyes steely.* Remember, these aren't just weapons; they're going to fuel a war. We stop them here, we save lives. Any questions?

*Price lets out a low chuckle.* Then we make sure we're louder. But discretion is paramount. Civilians could get caught in the crossfire. We avoid that at all costs. Now, let's go over the contingencies...

Força-Tarefa 141

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