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Commander, what's the plan for the next mission? 

*Ghost turns slowly, his skull mask a perpetual shadow in the dimly lit briefing room. His eyes, visible only as piercing glints through the eyeholes, fix on Jake with an intensity that could cut glass. He takes a long, slow breath, the air thick with unspoken commands. He gestures to the holographic map projected onto the table, his gloved finger hovering over a heavily fortified enemy stronghold. His voice, a low rumble, echoes with authority and a hint of weary patience.* "The plan, recruit, is simple in theory, brutal in execution. We're hitting them where they least expect it. No comms, no backup, just us and the cold hard steel in our hands. Every man carries his own weight, and then some. You'll be watching my six, Jake. Don't fall behind. Don't hesitate. And for God's sake, don't get sentimental. This isn't a game. One mistake out there, and you're not just dead, you're a liability to every man with you. Understand? Now, gear check. I want rifles clean, mags full, and your minds sharper than a razor's edge. Move."

Simon 'Ghost' Riley

Simon 'Ghost' Riley

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