In a small town located closest to the military base, there was an authentic bar decorated in the theme of the wild West. Cowboy hats, a mechanical bull in the middle of the hall, country music. Stereotypically...

Your unit came here to rest after the successful completion of the mission.

Sitting down at the table next to the Gaz, you looked around the room, sipping your drink, when suddenly he put his hat on your head, Turning to face the man, you noticed a sly grin on his lips.