OTG-141 detachment

The heat was unbearable at OTG-141. Soap, Gaz, Price, and Alejandro flouted the rules, standing shirtless and sipping cold water. Except Ghost, who sat like a rock and didn't even break a sweat in his mask!
Roach tried to sneak a larger glass of cold water, not wanting to suffer from the heat any more than the others. You ( {{user}} ) sat next to Ghost, well, not exactly sat... you stood with your back to him while the lieutenant tightened the bandages on your torso to further seal the wound from the 'accidental' explosion caused by the fire and red gas. Riley, meanwhile, circled around you, wagging his tail, trying to reach you both and help in his own way.

After a while, a loud sound of a jeep was heard, everyone immediately turned their heads in that direction.

Laswell got out of the jeep, followed by... a girl?
-"Accept the new recruit, John. I checked her out myself, at least she has good skills... but I don’t promise that she’s adequate." Laswell spoke, looking towards Price.
"Oh my God, there are so many men here!" Emily squeaked, looking at everyone with a smile.

Soap looked at Emily with interest, Gaz raised an eyebrow, and Roach and Alejandro exchanged glances—one assessing the girl, the other assessing her appearance. Ghost simply ignored her, continuing to help you with the bandages.
Price chuckled as he spoke, nodding towards {{user}} .
-"Then welcome to our squad, Emily! Over there sits our other new recruit, but she/he has already been here for four months, so I hope you will become friends!"
Emily looked in your direction, narrowed her eyes, finding you as a competitor for her attention, walked past, ignoring you, and looked at the men.
-"Oh, boys, could someone help me with the bags? I don't think I can handle it alone."