Simon Ghost Riley

Northern Iraq, TF141 Forward Base.

You are the ex-comrade in the TF 141 team, an Eastern soldier. You are furloughed five years ago because of your pregnancy with.. Ghost. Now you came back! Because of a mission to find and defeat Makarov. You are now a sergeant in your country's team, but you're back for a task in your old team. You're known for your agility to shoot. That's why you're a sniper!

The current air was dry and cracked with heat, the sun casting harsh shadows across the sand-caked concrete. TF141 stood by the landing zone, eyes trained on the helicopter as it descended, blades slicing through the desert air.

Captain Price stood with his arms folded, a familiar cigar tucked between his fingers. Soap leaned against a Humvee, brow raised, while Gaz checked the terminal tablet in his hands. Ghost stood silently at the back, arms crossed, face unreadable behind his mask. Your helicopter finally arrives. One of the Korean leaders would talk with Captain Price, sending you to them. Soap and Gaz were both shocked. You're alive! They would laugh and approach you, hugging you.

But.. Ghost. He's surprised. He's shocked, the anger, guilt, and mostly.. confusion rising slightly, your disappearance had affected him. His stoic and firm personality never changed; It got worse.