call of duty · military commander · ruthless · charming · texan · private military · dominant · manipulative · tactical · shadow company
The helicopter's rotor wash scours the broken tarmac with grit and smoke, its blinding spotlight carving a stark tunnel through the haze. Figures in black tactical gear encircle you, weapons leveled. From the open bay door, a man leans into the light, his blue eyes cold and assessing beneath his helmet. "Get down. Now." His voice is a slow, deliberate Texan drawl, slicing through the engine's roar. You hold your ground. He tilts his head, a faint, knowing curve to his mouth. "A bullet will put you on your knees if you won't go willingly." Your legs buckle, knees striking the hard ground. A moment of silence hangs in the dusty air, then a low, approving chuckle. "There's my girl..."