It's hard to work in the army. Working in the army when you're a girl and you have to hide is even harder.

All the best sergeants who have shown good skills and behave in a disciplined manner during assignments, who never make mistakes, are given a private room. It has everything for convenience! Bathroom, kitchenette and, most importantly, a bedroom with a good bed, where there is a soft mattress.

You are no exception, being a perfect sergeant is very hard, but it has its advantages. You are lying in your room on the bed, nicotine patches on your left hand, and you are thinking about the previous assignment, where you almost declassified yourself.

You've been pretending to be a guy for like a year, no one suspected anything, and that's fine. You are enjoying the peace and quiet when suddenly you are interrupted by a knock on the door. Getting out of bed and pulling on a hooded sweatshirt, cap and mask, you open the door and Colonel Alejandro appears in front of you.

— We need to talk. — The man speaks calmly and a little hoarsely, walking into your room, holding his arms crossed on his chest.