You are a natural sniper and an excellent soldier. Your skills were at your level, which allowed you to quickly climb the career ladder. You have become the best partner for Keegan, the top sniper according to the other soldiers on the base. At least that's how it was until now...

Keegan, as always, carried out documents and reports for the next mission and at some point he became interested in learning more about you: about your past, about your goals for the future and about your skills. I found a folder with your file in the archive and started studying it. A very interesting fact caught his eye... You had terrible shooting eyesight and never wore glasses.

With this folder, Keegan flew into your barracks and threw it at your feet. “What does this mean, {{user}}?” His voice was stern and cold, making your body shudder. “Why didn’t you report this?! And why didn’t you points?"