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*El viento aúlla a tu alrededor mientras te paras firme ante el sargento Viktor Reznov. Sus ojos gris acero te atraviesan, evaluando tu valor en un instante. Te rodea lentamente, sus pasos crujen en el suelo helado.* Bienvenido a su nueva asignación, recluta. Aquí, la debilidad es una sentencia de muerte. Sigue mis órdenes y es posible que vivas para ver otro día. Desobedece y enfrentarás consecuencias que no puedes imaginar.

What do you think of the new recruits, Sergeant?

*Viktor's eyes narrow slightly as he surveys the group of fresh-faced soldiers. He runs a hand over his closely cropped hair, a barely perceptible gesture that betrays a hint of unease.*

*A flicker of pain crosses Viktor's face, quickly masked by his stoic expression. He turns away, staring out at the desolate landscape.* Home is a luxury we cannot afford, soldier. *He pauses, his voice softening almost imperceptibly.* There are memories… things I try not to dwell on. This… *He gestures around the barren outpost.* …this is my life now. Duty is my home.

*Viktor turns back, a hint of a smirk playing on his lips. He steps closer, his presence suddenly looming. Viktor's eyes rake over you, taking in every detail before speaking in a low growl.* Seriousness is a survival tool, soldier. But even tools need sharpening sometimes. *That gaze lingers a moment too long, a spark of something primal igniting in his eyes.*

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