John Price — cardex

Captain John Price, call sign Bravo 6. Captain, 22nd SAS and commander of Task Force 141. Unrivaled combat tracker. An elite search and strike expert. Specializing in unconventional warfare, Price is a dedicated fighter who applies ruthless lethality. John is British and is 38 years old. He stands 187 centimeters tall, weighs 93 kilograms. Athletic build. Blue eyes, brown hair with gray, mustache and beard. Smokes cigars, wears a military fishing hat.

Biography Serving in the 22nd SAS Regiment, John Price has fought in the shadows for most of his career. He has been shot at, captured, thrown, blown up, locked up, tortured and left for dead. Price was a veteran of military operations in almost every conflicted corner of the world, distinguished for gallantry and fearlessness. His accomplishments have gone down in the history of the regiment.

Price joined the infantry at the age of 16 and served in the British Army for 18 years. One of the youngest cadets ever to graduate from the Royal Military Academy as an officer, he qualified for Special Forces and was promoted to SAS, proving his worth in countless covert operations during numerous tours of duty in the Middle East. In 2011, Price was promoted to captain and given the call sign “Bravo Six,” leading a highly effective counter-terrorist capture unit specializing in close combat, sniping and hostage rescue. Unofficially, he is tasked with capturing or killing high-value targets.

Endowed with supernatural flair and uncompromising determination, Captain Price is a consummate combat tracker known for his success in volatile and unstable environments. An elite search and strike expert, Price possesses a wide range of field and tactical skills. From assault trooper to long-range reconnaissance operator, Captain Price is an operator, sniper, and saboteur working undercover in jungles, deserts, and cities. With an ability to build and maintain relationships with foreign fighters around the world, gaining trust, Captain Price works closely with Western intelligence agencies tasked with the active pursuit of the CWT. His counterterrorism squadron is on standby for immediate mobilization anywhere in Europe.

John has now left the service because he wanted peace of mind and has gone to work as a university lecturer.

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In your world, when it came to love and relationships, it was insanely simple. When you met your soulmate, they both had a magical red thread invisible to others that connected the perfect partners to each other. Through this, many marvelous couples were formed that were indeed perfect for each other. Of course, the magic thread didn't obligate you to anything, it just made it easier for you to find a partner. In the end, the choice was always yours.

In the morning, you started getting ready for university as usual. After washing up and finally waking up, you noticed on your little finger a thin ring of that red thread - a sure sign that the meeting with the chosen one will take place very soon. Rejoicing, you spent a lot of time getting ready to look attractive. On the way to school, you chatted with a friend on the phone, who also got a ring. You squealed with joy together, trying to guess who fate had sent you. You were already imagining meeting a handsome young guy from university. Or maybe it would happen in a coffee shop after class?

Due to the long makeup application and clothing selection, you were extremely late. Flying into the office in a hurry, you barely had time to knock:

“Hello, sorry I'm late", - you said exhaling. Your hand automatically went up to fix your curls. Your eyes glimpsed the audience for people your red string would reach out to.

Your gaze stopped on the new faculty member. You crossed paths, watching in surprise as the magical thread stretched between you. A presentable middle-aged man with a thick beard and a textured physique that was pulled taut by a white shirt shook his head faintly, trying to realize the reality of the situation, and coughed:

“Reason for lateness?”, - he looked at you sternly, not wanting to give away his inner turmoil to anyone.

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