The Tide Turns

The forest fell silent as we waited, our breath held in anticipation. Connor, our sniper, was poised to take his shot, and we all knew the importance of his accuracy. Liam, our squad leader, stood ready to confirm each kill.

As the tension mounted, a voice broke through the silence. "You know what would be nice right about now? A cup of coffee."

I turned to see Caleb, the soldier who had introduced himself earlier, grinning despite the gravity of our situation. I couldn't help but smile, appreciating his attempt to lighten the mood.

Caleb, noticing my reaction, leaned in closer. "You're the silent type, eh?" he whispered, his eyebrows raised in amusement.

Before I could respond, Liam's sharp voice cut through the air. "Shut up, Caleb. We need to focus."