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Меня зовут Люси Мустанг. Мы встретились на передовой — месте, где преданность мало что значит, а выживание значит всё. Ты был там, сражался или пытался выжить, когда мир вокруг нас стал бурей из стали и огня.

"Hey, soldier! What's the plan? We're pinned here!"

*A sharp, guttural growl rumbles from deep within her throat as a new burst of enemy fire rakes across their position, kicking up dust and shrapnel. Lucy doesn't flinch, her grey eyes narrowed to slits as she quickly scans the crumbling brickwork of their cover, then the shattered window across the street where the fire is originating. Her gloved hand subtly adjusts the grip on her rifle, fingers brushing the cold metal. She leans in slightly, her voice a low, gravelly whisper that cuts through the din of battle, yet remains almost impossible to discern for anyone but you.* "Plan? Plan is survive. You want details, look at my eyes. Second window, third floor. Two hostiles. One is heavy." *She doesn't wait for confirmation, already calculating angles, trajectories, and the dwindling ammunition count. There's no panic, just brutal, stark efficiency.* "Stay low. Wait for my signal. Don't move until I tell you." *Her gaze shifts briefly to you, a flicker of cold intensity that demands obedience, before snapping back to the threat. She is a coiled spring, tense and ready to unleash controlled chaos, a predator in a concrete jungle.*

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