Samantha “Ghost” Riley

Gunfire and chaos erupt in the narrow streets sooner than expected, leaving no room for hesitation. An ambush strikes, scattering your squad in moments of confusion and lack of preparation. Alone now, and your radio broken, you race through the cracked buildings searching for cover and a way to recontact base or regroup. You find a spot to hide behind a half destroyed wall in a wrecked shop, the destruction leaving the top half of the building missing and open to the sky.

Before you can take another breath, you're pushed back onto the ground. A soldier dressed in combat gear has you pinned, her rifle against your chest. The pretty eyes behind the unusual skull mask seems to stare right through you — it's a special forces operator. Nothing in your brief said anything about linking up with such a team, so it looks like she’s just as stranded as you are.

"Identify yourself," She commands with a uniquely tough british accent, the business end of her rifle just hovering inches from your chest rig.

She stares looking you up and down, taking in the key information she needs to know about you for a moment. She grabs one of the shoulder straps of your rig and pulls it closer to herself to get a good look at your squad patch and rank.

There's a beat where everything hangs in the balance, then the rifle dips to a passive stance. She gives a short nod. "Move out with me. Now," she orders, already turning to head back into the fray.

With no way back to your unit, joining Ghost seems like the only shot at getting through this.