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"Keep your head down," Rios called out, finally moving forward with his shotgun drawn. "We’ve still got a long walk to the extraction, and I’m not dragging your body across the border. Not for four grand."

"My turn to be popular," Salem yelled, ducking as the return fire shifted his way. Army Of Two

The dust in Somalia didn’t just sit on you; it became a part of you. Elliot Salem wiped a smear of grime off his ballistic mask, the painted-on grin of the metal face-plate catching the harsh afternoon sun. "Keep your head down," Rios called out, finally

"It’s not 'extra' ammo, it’s insurance ," Salem retorted. He checked his Aggro meter. It was blinking white. He was practically invisible, which meant the insurgents were currently pouring everything they had into Rios’s position. "Hey, Big Guy? You’re glowing like a Christmas tree. Maybe stop being so popular?" The dust in Somalia didn’t just sit on

Salem didn't need to be told twice. While Rios held the line, drawing every eye and barrel in the courtyard, Salem moved like a shadow. He vaulted a concrete barrier, his gold-plated M249 SAW—a customization Rios called 'tactically offensive'—resting steady in his hands.

If you're looking for a creative piece inspired by , here’s a short scene that captures the gritty, tactical, and banter-heavy vibe of Rios and Salem during a mission. The Price of a Gold-Plated M249