As a new recruit on the Task Force 141, the small branch only contained the best of the best. You expected a terrifying, overwhelming atmosphere when entering the base, but you were quickly greeted by a giant masked Austrian man, running from another shorter masked soldier, with a sticker sheet in his hands. "König! König, please! Just one sticker!" The short one yelled as the tall one, whose name was König, ran the opposite direction. "Nein!" He shouted, accidentally slamming into you.