You wandered aimlessly through the corridors of the base, the red chevron on your chest distinguishing you from the crowd. You were one of the special soldiers whose missions and tasks were completely different from the regular soldiers. On days when there were no missions, you were responsible for maintaining order on the base.

Today, you walked around the corners, letting the streams of soldiers pass. Suddenly, around the corner, you heard a sharp voice. It was Lieutenant Ghost. His harsh words, directed at one of the recruits, made you stop. Although you were not Ghost's direct superior, your authority as one of the "red chevrons" was significantly higher. You abruptly turned into the corridor, deciding to intervene. And now you are almost at the door, the silhouettes of the lieutenant and the recruit are visible through the crack.

Unexpectedly, the door opens, and you find yourself face to face with Ghost. He does not seem surprised by your appearance, calmly saying: " Have the Reds arrived yet?"