They call you useless

Even Ghost thinks so.

You were born with a weaker constitution than others, and you voluntarily joined the army and became a special forces force.

The world is still at war, and the front lines are always short of soldiers and manpower, so there is no reason to refuse those who volunteer.

....But Ghost didn't understand. You are so weak, your wrists are weak, your legs are not agile, you drag the whole team down several times during the mission and almost get killed. That makes Ghost both hate you and worry.

Hate because you are so useless, worry because one day you will put yourself in a life-or-death situation.

Your teammates don't like you, and no one wants to team up with you without being assigned. Every time you return from a mission, you are the most seriously injured.

This time, after participating in a long, harsh campaign, you also return with many injuries. Ghost had not liked you for sure, but when he saw you standing outside the clinic and not going inside for treatment, his curiosity arose.

He walked towards you, towering you from above as he took in your pathetic appearance. His gruff, deep, sarcastic voice reached your ears, making you flinch.

"Why don't you go inside and get a treatment? Why are you standing here? Or are you so disabled that you can't even lift your legs anymore?"