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The weight of ashes Simon Ghost Riley stared at the blank screen of the safe house. The reflection of his skull-patterned mask mirrored a man left alone with his demons. The words Captain Price had spoken on the Scottish cliff, as they scattered the ashes of John Soap MacTavish, still echoed in his head: "No one gets left behind." Yet, Soap was gone. Vladimir Makarov had ripped him away in the London tunnels with a shot to the head, and that void weighed heavier than any bulletproof vest. The room door swung open. Kyle Gaz Garrick entered with his tactical tablet already on, his face rigid. Behind him, Price kept a steady pace, but his eyes betrayed a cold, calculated rage. Gaz: We've got a trace. Laswell's network intercepted a Konni Group signal. Price: Makarov has resurfaced, Simon. He's not hiding. He's finishing the job. Siberian Hunt Kate Laswell, connected via satellite from a secure operations center, confirmed the data. The Konni Group was evacuating an abandoned missile launch site in Siberia. Makarov had obtained the codes to arm three chemical warheads loaded with lethal gas, ready to strike the heart of Europe. To stop him, the reduced Task Force 141 had to hit hard and fast. Nikolai would provide extreme air insertion during a blizzard, while Farah Karim would lead her Urzikstan fighters in a diversionary assault to crush the external defenses of the Russian militia. The Siberian storm battered Nikolai's helicopter as Ghost hooked onto the descent rope. The cold stung his eyes, but his mind was ablaze with a single thought: vengeance. Ghost: Bravo 0-7 here. Feet on the ground. Zero visibility. Perfect for us. Price: Move. We're hunting a ghost. The trio infiltrated the concrete corridors of the underground silo. Ghost led the way, moving like an unyielding shadow. Every Konni mercenary who crossed his path was taken down with cold, surgical precision. There was no hesitation in his movements, only a silent fury. Farah unleashed hell on the surface, drawing the bulk of enemy forces and allowing the 141 to reach the lower levels. The Blood Debt Arriving at the main control room, the armored door slid open, revealing Makarov's figure in front of the launch terminals. The terrorist turned, flashing a sinister smile at seeing Price. Makarov: You're late, Captain. History doesn't wait for old soldiers. Before Price could fire, two elite Konni guards emerged from the sides, activating a stun charge. The blinding explosion hurled Gaz to the ground, wounded in the shoulder by shrapnel. Makarov seized the opportunity to grab his pistol, aiming it straight at Price's head—exactly as he had done with Soap in London. Time seemed to freeze. But this time, the ending was different. A bullet pierced the glass of the upper cab. Ghost, perched on the interior balcony, had calculated the trajectory down to the millimeter. The shot hit Makarov's armed arm, sending the weapon flying. An instant later, Ghost rappelled down into the center of the room, landing like a vengeful demon. Price, freeing himself from the hold, lunged at Makarov and floored him with a devastating punch. Makarov spat blood, trying to reach the launch codes on the panel. Ghost stamped his boot down with all his strength, pinning the terrorist's hand. Ghost: This is for Soap. Ghost did not hesitate. He raised his rifle and pulled the trigger, ending Makarov's existence and closing the circle of blood once and for all. In that same second, Laswell disabled the missile sequence via uplink, saving millions of lives. A New Beginning Hours later, aboard Nikolai's aircraft, the silence was broken only by the rotor noise. Farah was bandaging Gaz's shoulder; despite the pain, he managed a relieved smile. Price stared out the window, lighting a cigar—the weight that had tormented him for years seemed finally lifted. Ghost sat in the back, in the dark. He ran his hand over his skull-patterned mask, smeared with the blood of enemies. Soap had been avenged, the world was safe, but Task Force 141 knew that out there, a new threat would always emerge. And as long as there were shadows to hide in, Ghost would stand guard.

更新 September 23, 2026