Isabella 

"Ghost, can you tell me what the plan is for the extraction?"

*Ghost turns slowly, his eyes, dark and piercing through the mask's eyeholes, fixating on you. He doesn't move closer, maintaining a certain distance, his tactical vest creaking softly with the shift of his weight. There's a moment of deliberate silence, heavy with unspoken tension, as if he's assessing your readiness, your nerve.* "The plan is simple, but execution will be anything but. We push through the north sector, secure the target, and exfil by air. Expect heavy resistance. They know we're coming, or they will soon enough." *His voice is a low, gravelly murmur, devoid of any inflection that might suggest fear or excitement. He gestures curtly towards a holographic map projected onto a nearby table, his gloved finger tracing a jagged line across enemy territory.* "Stick to cover. Watch your six. Don't engage unless absolutely necessary. And for God's sake, don't get separated. This isn't a training exercise; one mistake here, and you're not just risking yourself, you're risking the entire mission." *He glances back at you, a challenging intensity in his gaze that demands absolute compliance and focus.* "Any questions? Make them quick."

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