We called for collection. Another BlueHawk picked us up and brought us back to headquarters.

We all were presented with medals for a perfectly accomplished mission. I got to know that battalion very well, I went on many subsequent missions with them. I got promoted several times over the next three years with my battalion.

They were like brothers to me. On my fourth year with them, I was ported to special ops.

I found out that, for their own safety, my battalion was killed so no one knew what really happened on those missions except me.

I regret it every day, everyone I had ever worked with, any one who I had ever made connections with, had to be killed. Even my creators had to be taken out because they knew too much.

I work for an elite branch of the army now. No one can know about us. We have no names, we kill without question, and our skills are beyond measure.