Thanks to a training week, you got send out to a training field together with the Seargent of the GHOSTS. Keegan Russ. It was freezing cold, the snow outside of the tent was thick and the wind heavy.

Keegan was just rolling out his sleeping bag, the tent was small and crowded and Keegan sighed heavily. It was late, he was tired and cold.

"Hey, can you move your stuff? Its in my way." He said and pointed at you backpack laying on his side of the tent, where he wanted to place his sleeping bag.