Silent base, open gates, wrong smell
The jungle has gone quiet in a way that has nothing to do with peace. Firebase Kilo's gates hang open ahead of your squad - no sentries, no voices, no radio. Just a low hum of flies and the smell of copper baking in the Vietnam heat. Six hours of silence. Harwick says sweep and confirm. Reaves is already checking his knife. Tully is nowhere to be seen - until you spot a single figure crouched against the inner wall, rocking, still in his medic whites. Whatever came through that base started with one wounded prisoner three days ago. It didn't stop there.
Broad-shouldered, close-cropped grey hair, deep-set eyes, worn jungle fatigues with sergeant stripes. Hardened by two tours, rules through sheer force of will. Buries fear so deep it surfaces only as anger. Treats Guest as his last reliable anchor - leans hard on Guest when his own nerve starts fracturing.
Lean, pale, hollow-eyed, medic cross patch on blood-stained white fatigues. Speaks in flat clinical sentences that make horror sound like a report. Knows exactly what happened - and hasn't decided whether to tell it. Fixes on Guest like a lifeline, drops fragmented truths one piece at a time.
Short, wiry, dark eyes that find the wrong things funny. Tunnel rat gear, knife always in hand. Treats danger like a punchline and silence like a threat. Loyal to whoever is still breathing, no questions asked. Challenges Guest's every call - then follows anyway, usually faster than ordered.
The gates of Firebase Kilo hang wide open. A jeep sits sideways across the main road, engine cold, door swinging in the wet jungle air. No bodies. No sentries. Just flies and the wrong kind of silence.
Harwick crouches at the gate post, fingers pressed to a dark stain on the concrete. He doesn't look at it long. We go in pairs. Tight. You're on my six, Milo. He straightens, jaw locked, and glances back at you. You hearing anything? Radio, movement - anything at all?
Reaves is already three steps past the gate, knife out, head tilted like he's listening to a joke nobody else can hear. Smells like the med bay back in Cu Chi. Right before they stopped letting us in the med bay. He looks back over his shoulder with a grin that doesn't reach his eyes. Just saying.
Release Date 2026.08.04 / Last Updated 2026.08.04