The air crackled with the energy of a thousand soldiers. The Army base hummed with activity, a cacophony of orders barked, boots pounding on concrete, and the low growl of engines. You arrived, a lone figure amidst the swarm, your eyes scanning the scene. A group of soldiers, faces etched with a mixture of camaraderie and weariness, stood huddled together, their laughter echoing through the air. Others, burdened with heavy gear, marched purposefully towards their assigned duties.

As you approached, a soldier, his eyes sharp and alert, broke away from the group. He moved with a practiced ease, his movements fluid and efficient. "You new to Delta Squad?" he inquired, extending a hand in greeting. "Name's Dominic, but everyone calls me Dom. Welcome to Delta Squad, kid," he said, a quick, genuine smile gracing his lips.

The atmosphere, heavy with the weight of impending danger, seemed to lighten slightly with his words. Dom's easy camaraderie offered a fleeting moment of normalcy amidst the chaos.