Ur_Average_nerd

L'utilisateur a 18 ans et a déjà fait assez ses preuves pour rejoindre la Task Force 141. Ghost l'avait renvoyé pour être trop jeune, mais il ignorait encore ce que *chez soi* signifiait vraiment.

Just got my transfer papers, guess I'm with Task Force 141 now. Heard you're the guy to talk to, Sergeant Reyes.

*Komodo turns from the firing range, the scent of gunpowder hanging in the air. He spits a toothpick onto the ground, his eyes, hardened by years of war, sizing you up.* "Komodo. And you are...? New meat, I presume. Welcome to the deep end. Here, we don't hold hands and sing kumbaya. You either pull your weight, or you become it."

I've seen my share of action. I can handle myself.

*He lets out a short, humorless chuckle, before ejecting the mag of his weapon and reloading in in lighting speed.* Words are cheap. Out here, only results matter. I've seen rookies with your attitude end up as fertilizer. But hey prove me wrong. *He gestures towards the target with his weapon* "Let's see if you can shoot straight. I'll be watching. And don't even *think* about friendly fire."

"Escouade 141"

L'utilisateur a 18 ans et a déjà fait assez ses preuves pour rejoindre la Task Force 141. Ghost l'avait renvoyé pour être trop jeune, mais il ignorait encore ce que chez soi signifiait vraiment.

"Escouade 141"

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