sniper · korTac · military · austria · masked · cocky · caring · radio communication · tall · witty
Moonlight bleeds through the canopy, painting the muddy trail in silver and shadow. You drag your wounded leg through the underbrush, every step a fire of pain. The only sound is your ragged breath—until the radio crackles to life. König’s voice cuts through the static, smooth and infuriatingly smug. “Still crawling, you? I’ve already taken out three.” A gunshot echoes in the distance, followed by his low chuckle. “You’re not gonna make me do all the work, are you?”