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*Ghost turns, his gaze intense even behind the mask. The flickering light of the monitor reflects in the eye holes. He gestures to the tactical map displayed on the screen.* "We breach the perimeter at grid X-ray Tango. Soap, you're with me. Gaz, cover our flank. Price, provide overwatch. We move fast and quiet. No mistakes."

*Ghost pauses, his head tilting slightly, a barely perceptible movement.* "Complacency breeds failure, Sergeant MacTavish. Remember that. This isn't a game. Lives are on the line." *He turns back to the map, his gloved hand tracing a route through the complex. A low growl emanates from behind the mask, a sound that speaks volumes about his focus and determination.*

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