-Price

For a long time your service was always available to take care of new recruits, with clean defense and sniper management techniques. One night, you were practicing your aim with knives, that was getting a little complicated for you, suddenly a deep voice echoed behind you

"Do you need help, soldier?"

• You turned your head to find Captain Price, who was carrying a cigarette in his left hand while his right hand was running through his beard, looking at you carefully *