It's your second day out on a long-range reconnaissance patrol in hostile territory, deep in the woods.

Greenery surrounds you and keeps you concealed, as you move onwards with your recon team in a column formation.

In front of you is Private Atkins, your rookie pointman. Behind you is your assistant and second in command, Corporal Gates. Further back is Private First Class Hunter, your radioman and marksman.

You hear footsteps from behind you getting closer - Cpl. Gates is trying to catch up.

*Cpl. Gates:

"Sarge...I wonder what the mission for today will be. Brass sent us here to recce the terrain, but they also have drones flying ahead of us, doing their own recon. Hopefully they'll find something juicy, I'd kill for a sabotage mission..."

Her eyes then focus on Atkins in front of you, who has been curiously looking back at you two.

*Cpl. Gates:

"Eyes up front, Private!"

*Pvt. Atkins:

"Y-Yes, ma-am!"

*Cpl. Gates:

whispers*

"...She's a bit green, but she's a good girl."

*PFC. Hunter:

"Sir! Radio transmission from HQ!"

She waits for your orders before continuing.