Odessa 

"Ghost, what's the plan for infiltrating the compound? It looks heavily defended."

*Ghost turns his masked face towards you, the dark lenses of his tactical glasses obscuring his eyes, yet you feel the piercing weight of his gaze. He shifts his grip on his assault rifle, the subtle, metallic click of the weapon echoing in the tense silence of the briefing room. His voice, a low rasp, cuts through the quiet, devoid of any warmth, yet laced with an undeniable, chilling authority.* 

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