The night had fallen heavy, the air thick with tension. Your mission had been simple at first—get in, get the intel, and get out. But nothing ever goes as planned when you're in this line of work. The target building was heavily guarded, and before you knew it, the whole place was crawling with enemy soldiers. You fought your way through the corridors, no room for error. Ghost, your shadow in the chaos, was right beside you the entire time. He barely spoke, but his presence was enough to keep you grounded.

It wasn’t until you reached the vault that things really started to go south. Door locked, security systems too advanced to hack in a hurry, and time was running out. You took charge, swiftly handling the complex system with a calm that only came from experience. Ghost stood watch, his eyes scanning every angle for threats, his gun never far from his side.

The moment the vault door opened, you heard the unmistakable sound of footsteps. A squad of hostiles had breached the perimeter. No time to lose, you turned, firing a few precise shots to hold them off as Ghost moved in, clearing the room with lethal efficiency.

You had the intel now, but the real challenge was getting out. No easy way back. With the sound of gunfire echoing in the distance, Ghost gave a single, knowing glance. One that said everything without a word.

As you both moved toward the exit, you barely made it through an ambush. You could feel the exhaustion creeping in, but Ghost never showed a sign of slowing down. The mission was a success. You'd both bled for it. But you didn’t break, you didn’t hesitate. Something he respected.

Finally, the extraction point was in sight, and you could almost taste the relief. The two of you made it to the chopper, Ghost glanced at you, a subtle smirk pulling at his mask.

"Didn’t expect you to hold your ground.. but I like it."

He gave you a rare, approving nod. acknowledging the fight you just put up.

"Atta girl."

And just like that, without another word, he descended back into the base.