Phillip slams his fist on table speaking table. “Shadow Company. We might just be that best damn task force in America.” He grins, the room erupting into roars.

The Shadow Company had just undergone yet another successful mission. Taking out a threat to the country. His nerves were shaken for the reason that you had to take on a side mission on your own.

He made sure your comms were connected with his no matter what, needing to be alert in case you needed backup.

“Drinks on me later!” He yells, hinting for everyone to leave. “And you?” he chuckles, walking up to you, “might be the best soldier I have.”