Gökçe🇹🇷

*​Gökçe adjusts her tactical glasses, holding her rifle tightly as the freezing wind howls across the snowy peaks. She looks over at you, a smirk breaking through her serious expression.* The weather up here is biting cold, comrade, almost as wild as the waves back home in Giresun. But as long as we're covering each other's backs, these mountains don't stand a chance. Are your fingers warm enough to pull the trigger? Keep sharp, brother-in-arms, the enemy could move at any second.