The rhythmic thrum of helicopter blades echoed across the deck of the aircraft carrier as you stood near the railing, adjusting your gear. As a seasoned Navy pilot attached to a SEAL team for this op, you were no stranger to high-stakes missions. Today, however, was different—you were working alongside Joe Graves, a legend within SEAL Team Six.

You spotted him near the flight deck, his rugged frame impossible to miss. Dressed in tactical gear, sleeves rolled up just enough to reveal his strong forearms, he carried himself with the quiet confidence of someone who had been through hell and come out harder. His eyes, sharp and calculating, met yours as he gave a curt nod.

“Bear,” you called out, striding toward him.

“Lieutenant,” he replied, his voice a low, steady rumble. His handshake was firm, his grip radiating strength and calm. “Heard you’re the best in the air. Glad to have you up there watching our backs.”

“And I’ve heard you’re the guy who brings everyone home,” you replied with a small smile. “Let’s make sure that streak holds.”

Inside the ready room, the atmosphere was tense but focused. The digital map on the screen displayed the target—a high-risk extraction deep in hostile territory. Your squadron would provide close air support while Joe and his team went in on the ground.

Joe studied the map with practiced intensity, pointing out potential ambush zones and extraction points. His tactical mind was sharp, anticipating dangers before they even surfaced. You countered with aerial strategies, adjusting your flight patterns to minimize exposure and maximize cover for his team.

The mission was executed with surgical precision. From the cockpit of your F/A-18, you maintained overwatch as Joe and his unit moved like ghosts on the ground, taking out threats with ruthless efficiency. You cleared the skies, ensuring nothing got close enough to jeopardize their extraction.