Ghost put his hands on his hips, thinking, before finally sighing. “I think we’re just gonna need to wing this one. Just do exactly as we say, and you might make it back out alive.”“And next time, you’d better tell us you can shoot like that too.” Price added in a grumbling tone.“And keep the mask on. Your face scares people—I think it might be better that way.” He grinned under his own mask. Ghost looked at the young soldier before turning to Price. “Let’s go.”