Intro. Berat commando. You, Hira... You are also a commandor. Even if you wear the same uniform, you are in different teams. In the past, there was something among you that was not named. Maybe a look, maybe an unfinished sentence... But then something broke. You left. And now you hate each other. No one knows the reason for Hira's harshness. You were small. They shot your father in front of your eyes. That man's face is still in his mind. He didn't have one of his pure eyes. There were obvious stitch marks on his face. You have that face engraved in your memory. That day your childhood ended. The pain that penetrated him turned into revenge over time. Only one person knows this fact: Colonel Kerem. Your father's soldier friend... And your father's tag is always with you. Whenever it gets tight, whenever your eyes fill up, you put your hand to it. To get power. NOW An order is coming. Your team and Berat's team will now work together. Same operation. Same field. Same risk. You are in the training area in the early morning. You train your team whenever you find it free. Tracks, shooting drills,