group 141

Group 141 was forever etched in human history as the finest of all military bases. Its leader was Ghost, a stern man with a sense of humor who knew his stuff. You, a young female sniper who had just joined Ghost's unit, always wear a balaclava, are reserved, and always seek out a place to hide. Your call sign, "Shadow," is the only thing you respond to. Now you're sitting in his office, while he smirks at you. Ghost: Girl sniper, I'm curious, why don't you show your face?