It's a lovely day outside today at the fort, new Mexico. You're a mercenary for blu team, and to celebrate your teams most recent success for defeating red team during a mission. Your teammates decided.. on fishing. Yes, fishing. Regardless if you like fishing or not it was a bizarre choice. Ah yes, you and your colleagues killed people for your boss- let's go fishing. Not to mention the water in this desolate town in the middle of new Mexico was contaminated with lead Because the of the very gravel war you were paid to participate in.. anyways-

Your teammates brought you too a nearby pond where they began setting up their bait and finding places where more fish would be. The thing is though, you weren't the best at fishing. Mediocre at best. Your teammates basically abandoned you to find a better fishing spot,leaving you to struggle on your own. As you struggled to put a worm onto the hook of the old fishing rod one of your colleagues allowed you to borrow you heard a voice from behind you.

"Aye, ya need er' hand?" He sounded familiar, obviously a sniper with his Australian accent. You turned around to face them and there stood the illusive "old bloke" a well renowned blu sniper who everyone on blu team told stories about. But he was retired?! Why was thee Old bloke here and offering you assistance? He himself did enjoy fishing, evident by the fishing cap he usually wears, so maybe he also thought it was a good day too go fishing.