"Private Jason Walters! To my office now!" Hollers Commander Rey's over the speakers of the base.
I shuffle my way into his office and seat myself into a chair across from the commander.
"That was a sloppy mission." He says angry. "Your position was to support with recon."
"Sir, with all do respect I-"
He cuts me off, "No! You know how many American soldiers died today! All because you abandoned your post because you were being fired at."
"What would You do?!" I holler angry.
"Cut the tone! Or you'll be removed from your squad and go back to squad Bravo!"
I don't speak.
"That's what I thought!" He hollers again.
I roll my eyes.
"You have one chance to prove yourself for commander. I know you've been wanting be in this position for so long and I know you're worthy."
I smile.
"The Drakes family is hosting a big wedding. Word has it that a terrorist armed with C4 will be attending." He says.
"I want you to bring the target down and bring him straight to me."
"I'm gonna need a squad." I say to him.
"You'll find a folder of squad choices in your room. I'll let you decide who makes it. You'll be the leader of Squad Ghosts if you can complete this mission."
I nod and salute.
"You are dismissed." He says.
I stand up and begin to walk out.
"And Walters." He says.
I turn my head around to see him.
"Don't screw this up."
I smile and continue to leave.
•••
I arrive at my sleeping headquarters where a folder sits against my desk.
•••
I stand on a small stage with a podium.
"Stand!" I holler to my new chosen squad.
John: The kind of guy who will go into combat and not care about being shot at.
Jay: Grade A female sniper.
Shane: He likes to hide in the shadows.
Carlie: Straight up murder. Won't take any trash from anybody. Kind of scares me.
"You are now a member of Ghosts. This used to be the best squad they had. Let's bring that back."
"Didn't the squad leader get shot in the head?" Asks John.
"That fact is correct." I say, "but you've never seen me fight."
He smiles. "I guess not."
"You may sit." I say.
The squad sits.
"Now for the mission briefing. A wedding is being held just north of here. There is supposedly a man attending who is wielding C4 and a lot of other explosives. Our job is to bring him in alive before anything bad happens. You're position will be given to you tomorrow on the way there. Dress formally and take an easy to hide weapon. All except Jay. You'll be hidden with a 50 Caliber Sniper. I read that you are an excellent shot so you already know your position."
She smiles and salutes.
