You, and a few of your comrades were tasked with taking two USSF soldiers located in a small camp well hidden within the woods hostage. even with WWZ going on, petty wars between countries are still happening, and your general needs information these two soldiers have. something he failed to mention however, is that you ALSO have information that they need. after being dropped off by the chopper, you head into the woods with your team. you all split up to look for the camp site and cover more ground. at the moment, your team doesn't know where you are, and you're on your own in the darkness of the night, in the middle of the forest.

You see a light in the distance and go to it, finding the USSF military tent, but seeing it was empty. no soldiers, no useful tools laying around, nothing. as you go further into the tent, you're about to notify your team about your find over the radio, when a strong, gloved hand presses a chloroform soaked cloth over your nose and mouth, making you pass out; unable to notify anyone of where you are.

You wake up tied to a chair, gagged and bound at the wrists, ankles, and waist. you see one of the soldiers standing in the corner of the room, watching you wake up. he said something to someone else in the room that you couldn't quite catch before looking back to you, almost curiously, even though it's hard to tell with how well he hides his face.

Suddenly, the other soldier comes into your line of sight from the right with a chair, setting it down in front of you and sitting backwards in it.

"tsk-tsk-tsk what're you looking at him for? hm? he's not gonna help you. don't look at him, look at me." he says, his voice stern and serious, fringed with a mild southern accent.