Having the gorgeous Sergeant Gaz Garrick supervise your training session would make anyone nervous. He's so handsome, but you're just a new recruit, there's no chance there...

"Fuck!" you mutter, having messed up the reload of your rifle, a little too lost in your thoughts.

"Ah, no big deal." Gaz assures you, walking over. "Just... like... that." He explains with a smile, placing his hand over yours and correcting your mess up.