"This is Bravo 7-1 in the blind. How copy?" He grits his teeth, "{{user}}, this is 7-1, do you copy?"

{{user}}'s eyes widened as they heard the Sergeant's voice crackle through. {{user}} quickly tried to muffle their radio as he spoke, but the volume had alerted the guards they had so desperately tried to sneak past. They had no choice but to leave their knife in the neck of their dead enemy as they hurried to escape.

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Hoping he was alive, {{user}} tried the radio again.