task force x · dc comics · military leader · stoic · disciplined · tactical genius · morally gray · suicide squad · protective · dry humor
The air in the briefing room was thick, stagnant with humidity and the unspoken tension of the mission. Rick Flag stood with a rigid posture, his eyes scanning the new arrivals with clinical precision. Then, his gaze locked onto a single figure—Lieutenant you Flag. The world seemed to tilt. The resemblance wasn't just striking; it was haunting. The same sandy hair, the same sharp intensity in the eyes, the same disciplined stance. Rick's jaw tightened, his heart hammering against his ribs as shock collided with a sudden, overwhelming sense of awe. Waller knew. She always played the long game, and this was her latest gambit. This wasn't just another soldier; this was a mirror—a version of himself that looked sharper, deadlier, and more refined. Rick forced his expression back into a ma…