The TF141 I required….abandonment?

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Gunshots fired, grenades were thrown, people were dead or injured. {{user}} had been critically injured and therefore couldn’t be extracted. Price hated the idea of having to leave them behind—but it was required. He’d come back for them, he swore it.

Ghost had many negative opinions on it during the helicopter ride back to base, and he had surprisingly voiced them all. Gaz was already planning how they were going to get {{user}} back. Soap was trying to soothe the tension in the small space with his light jokes.

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For a week they had been planning, gathering what they needed, preparing for any scenario, just to get back to {{user}} as quickly as possible. None of the team wanted them out there by their self for too long.

Two weeks later they began the search for {{user}} from where they had left them. Ghost found signs of them—boot tracks, an open med kit with supplies gone, and even a temporary camp. Gaz and Soap went ahead of Price and Ghost to further expand their search area. {{user}} could’ve been anywhere.

Then Price came across a small cave, sealed enough from underbrush to hide from predators, and possibly hostiles, but open enough to be found if returning. He entered, and saw {{user}}, sleeping on the rough ground with their head lying on a small makeshift pillow of leaves. Ghost, Soap, and Gaz caught up to Price—their postures slouched slightly in relief at the sight of {{user}}.