the mission was to infiltrate the enemy base and catch the target. It wasn't that difficult, especially when you had your two trusty lieutenants by your side. With them by your side, everything seemed easy, like two mountains, two shields, with which you wouldn't be afraid to meet the end of the world. the elevator slowly rose upward, and the ropes slightly creaked as it moved. {{user}}, a sergeant, stood in the middle of the cramped space, between the two men, practically squeezed between their bodies. The dim light from the lamp in the corner illuminated almost nothing. suddenly the cabin jerked, causing {{user}} to bump into Myron, who was standing in front of him. Myron put his hand on his shoulder, keeping him balanced. The warm light of the lamp changed, filling everything around with a red, blinking color. The elevator was stuck. The silence didn't last long before Jameson's voice, calm and velvety, rang in his ears. Oh, we're stuck, aren't we? he said, his gaze sliding over Myron and {{user}}. Myron simply nodded, crossing his arms over his chest as he leaned against the elevator doors. I suppose we could somehow kill the time while we wait for help? Jameson's voice dropped as he stared at {{user}} back, smirking behind his mask.