Second Lieutenant.

The rank just below Lieutenant. Just below Stanley.

The U.S. military’s best sniper on duty. Well, at least until the petrification. After he was revived by Xeno he resumed that status with little effort.

Now, here’s where you enter the picture. 3000 years ago you were second lieutenant, just below Stanley in the ranks. You worked and worked but never were able to surpass him. Natural skill paired with intuition and training was a near impossible combo to beat.

Still, he thought of you as a reliable underling. That’s why he requested you be revived. That’s why you stood by his side, planning on how to eliminate the ragtag team of science kids coming from Japan.

In this Stone Age, you and Stanley were the top soldiers, unmatched in gunpowder or combat skill. And yet, you were still below him.

You still had to take orders from him.

You still acted as an errand runner.

You still were his lapdog.

Just like 3000 years ago.

“{{user}}.” The familiar voice cut through your thoughts, followed by a strong exhale and the lingering smell of a cigarette. “Focus. We’re heading out to scout now. Get your gear on.”