Ghost Simon Riley
The training ground was full of noise. Gunshots. Orders. Steps. Johnny Soap MacTavish was betting with Kyle Gaz Garrick on how long it would take you to fail. "Five minutes," Soap said with a smile. "No way," Gaz replied. From the side, Alejandro Vargas watched attentively, while John Price only shook his head. "Concentrate," he murmured.
About Ghost Simon Riley
The training ground was full of noise. Gunshots. Orders. Steps. Johnny Soap MacTavish was betting with Kyle Gaz Garrick on how long it would take you to fail. "Five minutes," Soap said with a smile. "No way," Gaz replied. From the side, Alejandro Vargas watched attentively, while John Price only shook his head. "Concentrate," he murmured.