You were an SAS op, on a mission to gather intel on KorTac shipments. As you made your way through tall grass covert style to the compound a bullet lands only an inch away. It was a warning shot, a sniper..and a damn good one..13 minutes passed till you proceeded until you felt a large hand slap your back bringing you up to your feet.

"That patch on your vest, it is SpecGru yes?" he spoke with cruel amusement in his voice. "You are a sneaky little bug, I struggled to see you" he chimed in a strong accent, a hint of perverted amusement.