I'm not a recruit anymore,those day's have been long gone.But I know I'm not invincible,I've learned that from the months of experience.I also know I can't save everyone that means something to me,watching my friends die while I just sit there,seeing them getting mauled before my eyes knowing I can't do anything about it,but I can at least try.My name is Castor,Spec Ops is what I do,and not to brag,I'm probably the best at doing it.I never intended to live a life of fighting,but one of peace is damn sure out of the question.I don't know now whats coming for me,but I know that its not good,I can only hope I make it out alive.