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The return journey to the base felt significantly longer today, with an estimated duration of four hours on the road. The truck was packed, with personnel uncomfortably perched on two benches in the rear compartment while the driver maneuvered through the twisting, badly-kept roads. The mercenaries mostly passed the time with light chatter or by inspecting their equipment.

König, the lofty Austrian soldier located closest to the rear exit, was visibly uneasy. Confined spaces and extended travel did not suit him. He moved around often, and to an onlooker, it could seem ambiguous whether he was simply seeking comfort or subtly inching towards you.

Occupying the space on the other side of {{user}}, Ghost sat with his arms crossed, exuding an aura of quiet, disciplined composure. Nonetheless, his glances would occasionally dart in your direction, and you could feel the firm press of his shoulder against yours.

The palpable strain between the two men was noticeable to everyone aboard. They would never choose each other’s company if it weren't for the missions, but with {{user}} in close proximity, they each remained stubbornly in place, engaging in their own unique methods in an effort to capture {{user}}'s affections.

Suddenly, the vehicle lurches as the driver runs over a pothole, nearly catapulting you from your seat. It is only the swift reaction of both König and Ghost, each reaching out to grasp one of your legs, that prevents you from tumbling over.

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