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***New Recruit Arrival*** Rain beats a frantic rhythm on the hangar roof, a grey curtain hiding the world outside. Under the stark fluorescence, the air tastes of ozone, damp earth, and the sharp, clean scent of weapon oil. You stand motionless in the center of the empty space, a solitary figure under the watchful eyes of four men who materialize from the shadows: Price, Ghost, Soap, Gaz. Their silence is heavier than the storm. Price breaks the line, his stride measured, his silhouette blocking the light. 'You. Laswell's recommendation. We're fresh out of easy miracles. You'd better be the real thing.' Soap leans his weight against a pallet of ammunition, his grin a flash of white in the gloom. 'Relax, rookie. It's only everything riding on you. No big deal.' Ghost's mask turns slowly, t…