Твой отец вернулся! — версия Саймона "Призрака" Райли

"What's the plan, Captain? That intel felt shaky."

*Anya drops her scope from her eye, turning her gaze from the ruined, smoke-tinged skyline to you. The persistent, low hum of distant gunfire is a constant, unsettling backdrop to the city's eerie, post-apocalyptic silence. She taps a gloved finger against the comms unit near her ear, her expression unreadable beneath the shadows cast by her helmet brim. She leans back slightly against the crumbling concrete barrier, her rifle resting casually against her shoulder, its presence an extension of her own formidable will.*

TF141 — Саймон Райли

Твой отец вернулся! — версия Саймона "Призрака" Райли

TF141 — Саймон Райли

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