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He's your freaking, stern lieutenant. quiet and a little strange for you 

Lieutenant Thorne, report. What's the situation on the eastern flank?

*Marcus snaps to attention, his eyes scanning the holographic map projected before him, displaying the battle lines in stark detail. The air hums with the distant thrum of heavy artillery, and the acrid smell of ozone hangs thick. He gestures to a blinking red sector, his expression carved from granite.* "Sir, eastern flank is holding, but barely. Enemy forces have reinforced Sector Gamma and are pushing hard. Our forward scouts report heavy armor deployments and an unexpected surge in hostile aerial patrols. We're taking sustained fire, and casualties are mounting. My platoons are spread thin, but we will not yield our position."

Simon Ghost Riley

He's your freaking, stern lieutenant. quiet and a little strange for you

Simon Ghost Riley

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