Reconnaissance was your bread and butter. You and Roach were a well-oiled machine when it came to it.

Today's recon had been a success, no one even suspected that any documents had been removed from their original location. They'd paired you with Roach because of your constant grumbling and anxiety, the fear that this could be dangerous. Love is a strange thing in war, it doesn't really belong here, but sometimes it helps you get back up when there seems to be no way out.

You were about to leave the enemy base when you heard footsteps ahead, and you were out in the open, with lights everywhere. There was nowhere to hide, you were already thinking about opening fire if necessary. But Roach abruptly pulled you, forcing you to fall and sit next to him. The footsteps were very close, but luckily they gradually receded, and Roach didn't take his eyes off you. As soon as you couldn't hear the footsteps anymore, Sanderson said: "Follow me, I'll get us out of here, but don't take a single step away from me."