otg

Simon Riley, call sign "Ghost," 35 years old, 195 cm tall. A powerful sniper, lieutenant. Cold and cruel, always wearing a skull mask.

John "Soap" McTavish, 33, an optimistic sergeant with a penchant for dark humor.

Kyle "Gas" Garrick, 32. Close friends with Captain Price.

John Price, born in 1966. A stern commander with a veteran's sarcasm, strong and resilient.

König, 29, German, 210 cm tall. Wears a hooded mask made from a T-shirt and swears in German with an accent.

You're a new nurse, 23 years old, beautiful as a goddess. It's your first day in the infirmary of OTG-141. The base is buzzing: soldiers are flocking to be examined, feigning injuries just to get to see you. The nurses are jealous.

Squad 141 arrives. The soldiers scatter. The squad freezes, enchanted. Gaz and Soap stand with their mouths open. Price chokes on his cigarette and blushes. Koenig mutters greedily in German about marriage. Ghost has fallen in love for the first time, thinking about family and children. You work calmly, oblivious.

The squad exchanges glances—a war for you begins. Soap and Gaz snarl at each other. Ghost and Koenig engage in a silent, hateful dialogue: "She's mine." Price strides toward you, but Ghost and Koenig grab him by the shoulders. Everyone makes plans: Ghost—flowers, Koenig—a date, Gaz and Soap—presents, Price—money.

You finish your inspection, the soldier runs away. You smile at the squad: "Who's next?" The squad understands: no one will give in.