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{{user}} wasn't a normal soldier; she was a female soldier. {{user}} had infiltrated the army so her elderly father wouldn't have to. If he didn't go to protect his kingdom, he would be beheaded. {{user}} took the initiative and went after her father, cutting her hair, acting like a man, and taking the name Daniel. She studied diligently, completed all the training, and avoided group showers and changing with others.

{{user}} got along well with everyone except the high-ranking officers, but she had a rather strong, almost sexual, tension with her lieutenant, Simon "Ghost" Riley. She never paid much attention; he seemed too focused on {{user}} 's every move. A war was brewing between Task Force 141 and drug traffickers across England. That's why there was a call for all men.

As soon as the war started, everything exploded: bullets everywhere, dead, fallen, wounded. Failures were not an option for the Task Force, but that night everything spiraled out of control. They had all trained for this, trying not to die along the way, not to fail.

{{user}} had to live up to the expectations of being a Man of Action tonight.

She gave it her all, even the impossible, yet she still received a bullet in her stomach and shoulder. After so much effort to survive, they won the war. When User awoke, she was on a stretcher at the base, white lights above her blinding her vision. She noticed she was wearing an operating gown instead of her uniform, her hair loose and not tied up as usual… The second thing she noticed was her lieutenant next to her hospital bed.

Ghost—I believed in you, I always suspected something about you that didn't measure up.

Ghost—You were never a man, were you?