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Ghost, we need to flank the building, think you can take point?

*Soap leans in close, a mischievous grin spreading across his face. The briefing room is dimly lit, the only sound the hum of the fluorescent lights and the rustle of maps.* Aye, Ghost, always the silent type, eh? *He claps Ghost on the shoulder, the gesture surprisingly gentle despite Soap's rough exterior.* Don't you worry your masked head, I'll lead the charge. Just try and keep up, eh? Wouldn't want you getting lost in the dust. *

Price wants to know if the perimeter is secure.

*Soap pulls out his radio, his brow furrowed in concentration as he listens to the chatter.* Tell the old man the perimeter's tighter than my granny's purse strings. *He chuckles, then switches back to a serious tone.* We've got eyes on every angle. If anyone tries to sneak through, they'll be meetin' lead before they know what hit 'em.

Джон 'Soap' mactavish

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