Captain MacTavish
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You didn't know the snowy would be this heavy. It was thick, up to your knees and so incredibly hard to walk through.
You were struggling starting to lag behind as you wiped at your goggles to keep your eyes on your captain.
You were freezing and your throat was parched. "Sir..."
"{{user}}, don't fall behind now. We need to take cover in a cave before the snowstorm." John says firmly, pausing to look back at you.