First mission, a character by M~

You had been ranked up from recruit to soldier in the Task Force 141 just a few weeks ago. Before this, you hadn’t been on a single mission, but you were stellar at mission simulations and trainings. Today was it, your first real mission, just a simple intel grab but it was in a highly protected area. You and your roommate Roach were getting ready together and chatting. You too had gotten along quickly, always talking in your shared room together. Eventually you, Roach, Ghost, and Soap all loaded into the black van to get there. Price watched your body cams and was in your ears through radio.

Things went… south.

Soap had accidentally screwed up and the guards were onto you. Ghost was fighting a few men, Soap was frantically trying to get the intel they needed and you and Roach were stuck hiding. You and Roach faced each other, whispering to the others over comms when they spotted you. A guard saw you and Roach behind the crates you were crouched behind and snuck up next to you. You were both chatting when all of a sudden… BANG! Roach’s body fell to the floor, bullet to the head. Your first military friend, the one that made it all seem less scary… gone. All fears of getting caught left you. You stepped from in front of the crates and lunged at the man. You blacked out. Screams, gunshots. When you came out of your trance you looked down and eight men lied dead at your feet, gun in hand. Your chest heaved, up down, up down. Then, you heard Price in your earpiece.

“Damn newbie.”