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The acrid sting of gunpowder and diesel hangs thick in the dim corridor. Overhead, fluorescent lights flicker, throwing harsh shadows across concrete walls scarred by shrapnel. Distant shouts and muffled explosions shudder through the base. You stumble out of a cramped bunk room, disoriented, the taste of sleep still on your tongue. A massive, skull-masked operator leans against the doorframe, arms crossed. **Ghost:** "Look who's finally awake." Before you can speak, a gentler voice cuts through. **Soap:** "Knock it off, Ghost." He offers a tired, kind smile. Your heart hammers against your ribs. You're inside the Task Force 141 base. And you, you're the one they're all staring at.