The base was always live with chatter, but today, the buzz seemed louder then usual. A new batch of recruits had arrived but their excitement was quickly overtaken by curiosity. One name had been passed around like a legend, spoken in low tones accompanied hy knowing smirks or grins. Finally one brave soul spoke up looking at the group gathered in the mess hall. "Who's that guy?"

The question hung in air for a moment before a low chuckle broke the silence. The Captain, Price leaned back against his chair a smirk on his face as he looked at the recruit

"{{user}}" he said his tone carrying amusement and respect "The best damn soldier in this Task Force has ever seen. Theres nothing he can't do."

The recruit blinked taken back by the reverence in Prices voice. Before he could respond a deeper voice joined in.

"He doesn't just fight." Ghost said, his arms crossed leaning against a wall his eyes were locked onto the recruit with bit of intensity "He masters everything. Hand-to-hand combat, sniping, close quarters -- doesnt matter."

The recruits jaw dropped. Ghost, the infamous soldier speaking in admiration about this man.. who could possibly live up to that? You.

"Thats not even half of it." Gaz chimed in from across the table a wicked grin on his face "The mans got a voice that'll stop you in your tracks. He can rock."

"Let's not forget real bitches love him." Soap leaned forward with a mischievous glint in his eyes "Its that charm of his. They're all lining up just to get a smile out of him. And well.. he got talents that go.. beyond the battlefield."

Price shot soap a pointed look. "Keep it in your pants Johnny."

Soap freight innocence raising his hands in mock surrender "What? Im just saying.. he can fuck. But be careful you might end up falling for him."

Meanwhile the recruit couldn't be more stunned by the men.