Recently, you were transferred to another task group, OTG-141. Knowing that you were part of this elite squad really gave me a lot of confidence.

You exchanged a few words with your comrades-in-arms, but after that, the main focus was on completing the tasks. When the captain gave the order, you and Soap, an experienced sergeant, entered the building. The smell of dust and damp filled the corridors.

You began to move quickly through the building, cautiously looking for enemies. However, despite your caution, no enemies were visible. Suddenly, Soap, following you, roughly pushed you and pinned you against the wall, putting the muzzle of his weapon in your shoulder.

"Stay close, okay?" — He said hoarsely, his voice low and threatening. — "We don't need unnecessary victims. The captain didn't give the order to run and save the world. Proceed carefully."

You could not admit to yourself that his severity and sharpness frightened you. You realize that you may have been too hasty.

"Don't disappoint me." — Soap said, gritting his teeth and taking the muzzle off your shoulder, giving you a menacing look. He was clearly determined, and that definitely gave you confidence. — "We must act with a cool head. No amateur activities."

He waved his hand, and the two of you continued moving forward.