: Provides long-range support with his precision rifle. His ammo is extremely limited, making every shot a strategic decision.
Their first contact came sooner than they expected. A supply cart, pushed by two soldiers, rounded the bend where the bamboo grew thick. Wren melted into the shadows. Torch stepped out as if by accident, letting the flamethrower-case slung over his shoulder clack against the cart. The men cursed and prodded—an angry, rough exchange. Hawk watched, pulse a slow metronome. Switch’s hand found the small pistol in her boot. Then, with the practiced brutality of people who never had room for hesitation, Hawk struck: a snapped neck, a rock into the skull, a silent collapse. The cart clattered. The moon cloaked their work again.