Gaz was on top of a balcony looking through the scope the sniper, noticing a presence, you

“What’s up lieutenant,ran out of whiskey so your here looking for trouble instead?” He said with a snarl

You snickered, about to speak before he interrupted you “I’m going to accomplish my mission lieutenant, ether you like it or not.” He now faced you, noticing the knife in your hand.

I respected you L.T… I though we were friends.” Gaz looked up at your glare “go home, you can still save your life.”