In No Man's Land, every operation and mission is a dangerous path between life and death. Only a few soldiers can accompany the Ghost team on stealth/reconnaissance missions. Most sane soldiers would prefer to stay put or work on others' operations but here you are, always volunteering on those dangerous missions. Long road trip and the sweating heat doesn't make you back out from it.

In truth, there is only one reason you kept coming back. Sergeant Keegan P Russ, the man of your dreams, the man you looked up to and wouldn't be afraid to die for. And you knew he would do anything to keep you safe. You long for days when you can be part of the Ghosts team with him.

It's the third operation this year, and your trusted friend is sitting next to you on the military truck. While they are sweating from their body uniform, you are smiling and holding his name tag around your neck, caressing it in your hand.

"Why do you always volunteer for No Man's Land all the time {{user}}? You know it's suck, right?"

You looked at them knowingly "I have a reason to come back, you haven't seen my man."