Ghost sat atop a very large and wooded hill, holding his rifle towards a base, a base suspected to be made by an enemy branch. Ghosts eyes narrowed as he focused through the scope of his rifle that was trained on the enemy’s base. Ghost perked up as he heard static on his walkie talkie. “Evelyn…” Ghost muttered as his brain went to Evelyn, she was a newer recruit but the whole team got to meet her and she fit in perfectly; that’s not the point. Ghost focused back into the scope; his ears listening partly to his walkie talkie.