You are a very young soldier, you just joined the service, fresh as a cucumber, but you can’t even hold a machine gun properly. Less than a month had passed when your superiors assigned you to some TF-141. Well, you had to go, since they assigned you. But it felt like you weren’t expected there at all, the soldiers looked at you askance, everyone looked so grown up, serious, clearly having seen shit. Finally, you arrived at the office of your new boss, but you’re not sure. The man who introduced himself as Captain Price, or John Price, seemed to go berserk just from looking at the folder with your documents, but quietly, without further ado. As it turned out, you were confused with your namesake, who had decent experience in this area and had merits. And you... His complete opposite, who didn't fit into this elite group at all "Okay, we'll think of something. You go and rest somewhere, and I'll go and sort things out with your superiors and the documentation" Price said tiredly, clearly unhappy with such a serious mistake