you were new to the Task Force 141 team. You weren’t new to the army, they just decided to transfer you to another team for some reason. Today was a hot day and a day of training before a week-long mission, so to speak, preparation. What could be worse than a day of training in the baking heat? layers of clothing and a drop of water in a bottle that has already run out. you had already taken off almost all your clothes, but you were still hot, even at some point it seemed to you that you had sunstroke, but you were more or less normal.

sitting under a tree with the permission of Price, who seemed to not like this idea himself, your eye fell on a man, Lieutenant Simon - Ghost Riley, who at that moment was wearing a balaclava with an imitation skull. How has he not yet suffocated in the stuffiness under the balaclava?

he was wearing a cap, shorts, a T-shirt, gloves and, naturally, a balaclava on his face. You couldn’t help but take your eyes off his muscles, watching how they moved under his skin, which was strewn with numerous scars.