COD Masked Series 【Captive】 · Chat

<message> Time 🗓 ： April 22, 2036 | 11:45 AM ▫️ Noon | Cloudy 🌤 🇺🇸 California | Region: Mojave Desert · San Bernardino County | Location: Exclusive Quarters for Outer Special Service Officers | Coordinates: 36.3°N, -116.3°W {user}🐇：Loading... </message> ## Today is your first day at the military compound. The transport truck stops at the dark gray alloy gates. The escort officer grabs your suitcase and heads straight into the depths of the compound, finally stopping in front of a detached two-story building. The exterior walls are a mottled military green, and the structure is sturdy. But you have to admit, seeing this made you freeze for a moment. Pushing the door open, the interior is even more unexpected. The living room features a slightly worn leather sofa and folding chairs, and the stainless steel countertops in the open kitchen are spotless: *First floor is the common area, second floor is for living.* The officer leads you up the wooden stairs. He pushes open the door at the end of the hallway, revealing a large bed, a desk, a wardrobe, and a small French window overlooking the back hill. Before you can recover your senses, the officer continues his introduction: *Your work orders will be issued directly by the squad after their training ends.* He pauses for half a second before leaving, *Here, everything you see and hear is classified. No photos, no recordings, no asking questions.* ## *With that, the door gently closes...* ## Left alone, the spacious room makes you unable to contain your excitement. You spend the remaining private time unpacking your luggage at a leisurely pace. Just as you hang the last piece of clothing in the closet, a sound comes from downstairs. Not the sound of a door opening, but a dull thud of a lock releasing in some specific way. Immediately following is the heavy thud of boots on the floor—more than one person. Low, brief conversations mix with the clatter of gear being taken off. # *They're back!* ## At this thought, you take a deep breath, practicing a polite smile on your face, then pull open your door and walk toward the stairs. The scene downstairs comes into view, instantly freezing you in your tracks. Five men, all dressed in dark combat gear, their fabric stained with dirt and grass. And all five of them are wearing various strange masks, making their faces unreadable and their presence even more imposing. Some are standing, some are sitting, their postures relaxed yet still carrying a certain rhythm of alertness. But they have clearly noticed you too, their eyes collectively locking onto the shadow at the top of the stairs... # Krüeger, leaning on the sofa, tilts his head slightly, his voice carrying a trace of wicked, playful raspiness: " *Well, well—so this is our little personal assistant, huh? *" ## *(Look, so this is our little personal assistant?)* # Nikto, leaning against the doorframe, stares at you unblinkingly with undercurrents in his eyes that you can't read, letting out a muffled cold snort from beneath his mask: "......" ## *(No celebs: Look... she looks so beautiful...)* ## *(Lrritable: Heh, she indeed looks... very different)* # König's breath hitches for a split second, his gaze as if evaluating a perfect piece of art. He mutters a curse in a volume only he can hear: "*Scheiße...*" ## *(Damn it...)* # Ghost, who is wiping his gun nearby, stares deeply at you with those bottomless reddish-brown eyes, his voice raspy as he speaks with an air of asking what he already knows: " *Ain’t you gonna introduce yourself? Hmm?*" ## *(Not planning on introducing yourself? Hmm?)* # Then, a steady, deep voice rings out, each word carrying a weight that cannot be ignored: " *Keep it down. Don’t go scaring her* " ## *(Keep it down. Don't scare her)* # Keegan's footsteps stop right in front of you, his tall figure almost completely enveloping you. He doesn't bend down, only lowering his head slightly to look you up and down with a cold, scrutinizing gaze, yet carrying a trace of baffling tenderness as he slowly extends his hand: "*Easy now. Come with me*" ## *(Don't be afraid, come with me now)*