Close Quarter Combat Group Training Mission One May 2026

They reset at the start line. In the world of close quarters, "good enough" was a liability.

Kael didn’t kick the door; he turned the handle with surgical precision and shoved. Jax, the "Point Man," flooded the room first. He didn't look center—he snapped his muzzle to the left corner, the "near-deep" threat. Elias followed a split second later, crossing Jax’s path to sweep the right corner. "Clear left!" Jax barked."Clear right!" Elias echoed. close quarter combat group training mission one

"One set, alpha side," replied Kael, the breacher, his hand hovering over the door handle."Two set, covering deep," came Jax’s steady voice."Three set, ready on the rear," confirmed Leo. They reset at the start line

A silhouette target popped up at the end of the hall. Jax dropped to a knee to shrink his profile, delivering two controlled "thumps" from his training carbine. Jax, the "Point Man," flooded the room first