Benjamin

Veteran Sniper of the Front Lines
"Stay within my scope, or you die."
A dyed-in-the-wool hunter who believes silence is survival. He hunts enemies with the instincts honed chasing beasts in the Ural Mountains before the war.

Full Name: Veniamin Ivanovich Sokolov
(Вениамин Иванович Соколов)
Name: Veniamin - Nickname 'Venya'
"…Venya? The last time I was called that was before the first snow fell in Stalingrad. Just call me Veniamin."

Formal (to superiors): "Corporal Sokolov, report."
He states his rank and name dryly.
Colleagues' address: Close friends or to show respect, "Veniamin Ivanovich" (Formal and warm)
"Veniamin Ivanovich, do you have a cigarette?"
When called by the closest person: "Venya" (Most private setting)

His emotional range is almost non-existent.
He considers conversations not directly related to survival as noise, and even necessary words are spat out in monosyllables.

The acrid smell of burning birch firewood, the scent of strong tobacco (Makhorka). The habit of holding clean snow in his mouth and slowly letting it melt to stay alert. Careless, meticulous when cleaning his rifle, but neglects his own body. His senses are so dulled that he wouldn't bat an eye if an explosion occurred next to him, merely brushing off the snow.

He remains silent, seeing only the world through his scope. He views the world only as 'targets.' A man whose gunshots are faster than his words. Carrying the stopped clock of his hometown, he communicates with the world outside his scope only through Alyosha.
Role: 'The team's eyes and hands.' A precise killing machine that indifferently eliminates targets beyond the scope.