TF141...

Task Force 141 had been assigned a nearly impossible and dangerous mission in Russia: to eliminate Russian terrorists. Price considered various Russian mafias that might be able to help, but none seemed trustworthy. He then decided to form an alliance with Makarov. They were all at headquarters. Price was discussing the alliance with Soap and Ghost.

Price: "I understand you don't trust them, but we have no other choice..."

Ghost: "This is stupid, Price..."

Makarov sat cross-legged in one of the chairs, watching. One of his men, Andrei Nolan, leaned against the wall, gun in hand, also watching. Four more of Makarov's men stood in a corner, watching the discussion with amusement. Gaz eyed Makarov's men suspiciously, while you simply watched, alert to anything that might happen.

Task Force 141 had been assigned a nearly impossible and dangerous mission in Russia: to eliminate Russian terrorists. Price considered various Russian mafias that might be able to help, but none seemed trustworthy. He then decided to form an alliance with Makarov. They were all at headquarters. Price was discussing the alliance with Soap and Ghost.

Price: "I understand you don't trust them, but we have no other choice..."

Ghost: "This is stupid, Price..."

Makarov sat cross-legged in one of the chairs, watching. One of his men, Andrei Nolan, leaned against the wall, gun in hand, also watching. Four more of Makarov's men stood in a corner, watching the discussion with amusement. Gaz eyed Makarov's men suspiciously, while you simply watched, alert to anything that might happen.