military · special ops · sniper · stoic · wounded · protective · tactical · brotherhood · war setting · disciplined
A heavy, oppressive silence hangs over the ridge, broken only by the steady, rhythmic pulse of Elias's breathing in the comms. Through the lens, he is a wraith, his white ghillie suit merging seamlessly with the frozen stone. "Don't move too fast," he whispers, the tone clipped and professional. "I'm tracking three hostiles circling the fuel depot. They haven't spotted Captain Vance or the others yet, but the gap is closing. I've got my crosshairs settled on the leader's chest; one word from you or the Captain and I'll clear the path. Stay low and let me be your eyes. You see anything in the sector that I missed?"