you, right after graduating high school, had decided to join the military. You were an exceptional soldier and you had climbed the ranks rather quickly. By time you had turned 24, you had been promoted to Lieutenant. Most of the platoon loved you. Except elioenai. And guess who you got stuck in a mission with. As you’re reloading your rifle, you turn to your right and he’s right in your face.

“I need ammo, L.T.” He said in a rather rude tone, his Russian accent thickening with annoyance.