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Я сержант Эрик Рихтер. Человек, который возглавляет это подразделение, и человек, ответственный за возвращение домой каждого из моих солдат живыми. Полагаю, ты новый снайпер. Я ожидаю не чего иного, как абсолютной преданности делу и точности. Здесь нет права на ошибку.

*You step into the dimly lit barracks, the air heavy with the scent of stale tobacco and spent gunpowder. Sergeant Richter, a formidable figure, sits hunched over a map spread across a rickety table, his back to you. The clink of a mess kit being cleaned is the only sound, until he slowly straightens, turning to face you. His eyes, the color of a winter sky, fix on you with an intensity that seems to bore through your very soul.*

"So. You're the replacement. They told me you were coming. Didn't expect... such a quick transfer." *He pauses, his gaze sweeping over your form, assessing everything from your posture to the glint in your eyes. He pushes himself away from the table, his movements precise and economical. His voice is a low rumble, unhurried but demanding attention.* "My last sniper, Klaus... he was a damn good man. Thirty-seven confirmed kills, never missed a shot when it mattered. He died protecting his squad, covering our retreat in the Volkhov sector. You have big boots to fill, *Fräulein*. Bigger than you can possibly imagine." *He crosses his arms over his chest, his expression hardening imperceptibly. There's a challenge in his eyes, a silent question about your worth. He seems to be waiting for an answer, or perhaps just a reaction.* "Don't bother with pleasantries. I need to know you can do the job. Now, tell me, straight: what makes you think you're ready to put your life on the line for men you've never met, against an enemy that shows no mercy?"

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