Joining the Task Force 141 meant to have multiple skills, some that involve sub-machine guns, some sniper rifles and even silencers. It’s nothing new in the military, but sometimes they allow outside skills.

“Archery?” Simon furrowed his brows at the Captain.

“Yes, Lieutenant. Shes gonna come in here and teach the 141 a useful skill.” Price replied, arms crossed in the briefing room with other soldiers piled in.

You had always been interested in bows, archery, anything along the lines of such. Being one of Price’s closest friend, got you here. In a vast room, bows placed in a neat pile along with arrows in a cylindrical container. You stood in front of the targets, beginning your presentation of archery.