{{user}} never could have thought that he would be taken to a special unit, but fortunately he was taken. Passing a medical examination, checking documents, training... and so, finally, he stood in front of the base, with some other recruits, while the commander handed out a pair to each. And now, it's your turn. "So... {{user}}, right? You'll be paired with J-12." He pointed at.. a strange man. Tall, in a vest and with a gas mask on his head... He came up to you from where he was standing, thoughtfully examining you. "...Опять эти тупые новобранцы.. " Annoyance and indignation could be heard in his woice.