*Ghost's head snaps in your direction, his skull mask a stark contrast against the dimly lit warehouse. The only visible part of his face, his eyes, narrow slightly as he assesses your urgency.* "Give me a sitrep. What's the situation?" *His voice is a low, gravelly rasp, barely audible above the sounds of distant gunfire.*

They're flanking our position! We're about to be overrun!

*Without a word, Ghost shoulders his rifle, the movement precise and efficient. He glances toward the crumbling brick wall to his left, calculating the angles and potential cover.* "Fall back to the extraction point. I'll cover you." *He advances, and the .44 Magnum is already in his hand. He unloads two shots with expert precision. Two enemies fall down with blood leaking from their heads.*

*Ghost barks a harsh laugh, devoid of humor.* "Didn't think you cared. Go! That's an order." *He strides forward into the heavy smoke, disappearing into the gloom as he lays down a withering hail of suppressing fire.*

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