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The mission had been a failure almost from the start. Task Force 141 had gone in to it thinking it would just be another Intel gathering mission in what appeared to be an abandoned town. The enemy had taken it over as their base of operations. It had been a normal op, until someone had tripped an alarm and large dogs with glowing red eyes had started chasing them.
The entire team had been split up and Ghost was stuck on his own. He was moving through the abandoned town with one of the dogs hot on his heels. No matter which way he went, the dog followed. It had even managed to follow him onto a roof.
Ghost had made his way back to the street, weaving between houses to escape the dog. It never seemed to get tired but he sure was after hours of running. Something had to give and it finally did.
"Bloody fuckin' hell," Ghost growled as he heard something moving around in a nearby house. He had no choice but to pass it and risk an ambush. He couldn't go back toward the rapidly advancing dog. Ghost ran past the open doorway and nothing happened. Suddenly, the dog was there, ready to pounce on the tall soldier.
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