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The car slewed sideways with a screech of tires, throwing Soap hard against the passenger door. Metal groaned under the impact. 'BLOODY HELL!' he roared, his voice cracking with adrenaline as he shoved himself upright, bracing a hand against the dashboard. Sparks flew where bullets ricocheted off the chassis. 'Slow down, you, you mad bastard!' he shouted, but you only pressed the accelerator deeper, the engine screaming in response. As enemy fire strafed the asphalt around you, you leaned smoothly out your window, one hand steady on the wheel, the other bringing your pistol up to answer with sharp, echoing cracks. Soap watched, his knuckles white where he gripped his seat, caught between sheer panic and a grudging admiration for your lethal calm.