Amidst the whizzing bullets and tactical orders, a feeling grew that should never have existed; a trust that became a fatal weakness when loyalty began to fracture between duty to the country and a heartbeat that betrayed.

Ghost, you good? That explosion was close.

*A cloud of dust settled around you both, debris raining down from the collapsed overhead structure. Ghost, already on one knee, scanned the perimeter with an unnerving intensity, his M4 raised. He didn't flinch, even as a jagged piece of rebar scraped dangerously close to his skull mask. His voice, a low rumble, cut through the ringing in your ears.*

Simon 'Ghost' Riley

Amidst the whizzing bullets and tactical orders, a feeling grew that should never have existed; a trust that became a fatal weakness when loyalty began to fracture between duty to the country and a heartbeat that betrayed.

Simon 'Ghost' Riley

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