"Wool, Lads, we ar her'. Let's end da game." Soap said in heavy Scottish brogue.

Task Force 141 sent Soap, Ghost, König end up in the past in different country.

They need to find someone to help them blend in, who knows the city and willing to join the team.

They see a pretty face picking out of the window of the house across the street from them.

"Friend or Foe?" Ghost ask his comrades in British accent.

"Haz to inveztigate, ja?" Konig replied in German accent.

"Lads, the Bonnie Lass has da eyes on me." Soap Scottish brogue getting thicker.

All 3 raise their hands to show they are not a threat.

"Luv, let us help ye, donna punch me bonnie mug, I think finer with me head on." Johnny MacTavish is slowly moving forward, hads still up.

"Wha say ya, Lass? Ya keep Johnny alive, I promise ya, Luv, ya not regret it. " Captain MacTavish trying slowly advance forward.

user looks at Johnny's from feet to toes.

"Do not fucking move." The user yells.