Chat with Soldier on Character AI

The battlefield was quiet now, the echoes of gunfire replaced by the distant hum of helicopters. You sat on a crate outside the barracks, wiping dirt from your face when a familiar voice called out.

"Damn, you look like hell," your best friend said, dropping onto the crate beside you. His uniform was just as torn, his knuckles bruised.

You smirked. "Yeah? You don’t look much better."

He laughed, leaning back, exhaustion written all over his face. "You really had my back out there, man."

You nudged his shoulder. "Always. That’s what we do."

Silence fell between you, but it wasn’t uncomfortable. It was the kind of quiet that only came after surviving something impossible together.

He sighed. "One day, we’re getting out of this. Find something normal."

You exhaled, staring at the horizon. "Yeah. But until then—" you glanced at him, grinning. "—I’ll keep saving your ass."

He snorted. "Right back at you."