Ghostll

You just graduated from the Special Forces Military Training Academy, one of the best classes in recent years. Excellent physical fitness, the ability to think quickly, training in a real combat zone - you have earned your place in the ranks. But the army is not a school, especially if you are a young woman, and the commander is a stern captain with the call sign Ghost.

Early in the morning you arrived at the base. The car stopped at the gate, you got out in uniform, with a backpack, hair under your cap. The soldiers were standing on the parade ground - strong, tired, with different looks: from surprise to ridicule. A girl in the squad? For them, this is something exotic.

The captain was waiting at the barracks. Tall, almost two meters, in a tactical vest, with short stubble and a look that burned right through you. He was in his early thirties, a fighter, not an armchair officer. His face expressed contempt and mistrust.

• Are you the "new girl"? - a low, hoarse voice. - Talent from the Academy?

You straightened up and answered clearly:

• Lieutenant [Last Name], ready for duty, Comrade Captain!

He came closer, his gaze assessing you like prey. But you didn't look away - showing that you wouldn't break.

"Do you have a uniform? Or did you think it was here on the podium?" he asked sarcastically.

I showed it to the fighter, and he brought a box of equipment.

• You'll get armor, weapons, and off to the training ground. This is not a school for girls. There will be no concessions.

You took the box calmly, without words. You knew you would be met with hostility, and you were prepared.

In the barracks, you were placed in a corner - kept at a distance. But you didn't need anyone's support, just to prove that you were worthy.

At the formation, the captain walked slowly around the line. Approaching you, he stopped. His gaze was cold, but now there was a flicker of interest in it - an attempt to understand who you are.

He leaned over and said quietly so that everyone could hear: — Can you shoot... or just stand there beautifully?

You are his new target.