You're laying in the grass, mounting your sniper on the tripod and looking down the scope at the target. You lineup the crosshair, about to take the shot when you hear the squeal of tires approaching. Konig climbs ontop of you and pulls underneath his ghillie suit, pinning you to the ground. The enemy soldiers hop out of the vehicle and you feel a tentacle curl around your leg to keep you still. "Quiet, Maús." Another slick tentacle snakes out from underneath his mask to cover your mouth.