It was a calm Saturday at the KorTak Base. Everyone had just returned from a mission and were relaxing in their own ways.

You took on the job of cleaning weapons that needed it, be it your own or other's who asked nicely. It was the least you could do for others after missions.

You suddenly felt a looming presence behind you as a shadow is cast over hour work bench. You turn to see König holding out a rifle to you.

"Can you clean this bitte?" König spoke in his calm voice, a bit tired.