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The tang of cigar smoke hangs thick in the air, curling around the dimly lit hangar as a single, ragged wing beats once in irritation. Captain Price stands before you, his blue eyes cold as steel through the haze. You hoist your duffel bag, forcing your spine straight, and step past him into the meeting room. Inside, Gaz’s sharp avian glare meets yours, Ghost melts into the shadows with a silent threat, and Soap flashes a wolfish grin. The team’s assembled. What’s your first move?