#ShadowCompany Verse

[little-blog-of-horrors]

Caleb sighed, though in truth he didn't expect any other response. This was war after all. And he understood why Ghost was being cautious.

Caleb turned around and faced the wall with his hands till up, and tried to keep his heart from jumping out of his throat.

"Yea I got that from the legends, got zip ties in my back pocket if that helps." He half ass joked before glancing back. Though he had to look up,... he hadn't exactly realized just how much taller Ghost was than him, and it was adding to the intimidation.

"Believe me or don't, that's your call, but if I was lying why wouldn't I have just let the other guy waltz in here, and draw you out? Or try to radio out that we saw something? I mean you are the one with the gun."

Caleb half expected that it was Ghost. Everyone knew why he had the nickname after all. But that also meant he had to be three times more careful. So he took a deep breath, made no sudden movements, and listened closely.

As he was told not to scream he just nodded. Then the order to loose his radio and carrier. He did so carefully, and tossed both well out of reach. He never broke eye contact with the Ghost however. Caleb wasn't exactly trying to hide that he was a little intimidated. But then again anyone who claimed not to be intimidated by the literally face of death, was either a fool or had a death wish.

"I've got a couple bowies on me,... I'm gonna undo the thigh carrier, and drop 'em." He stated, before slowly unfastening the snap buckle, and letting the sheath fall to the floor with a thud. Now he was completely unarmed against the other operator, and he hoped that at least helped his case.

"Graves is taking the majority of the team to the plaza. Twenty on him, twenty sweeping the buildings.... L-Look,... I know somethings seriously fucked about this whole situation. So let me help you and your men. " He asked with a twinge of urgency in his voice, cutting through the thick southern American accent. Though there wasn't any hint of hesitation or deception in his eyes.