during training you were given the task of running forward with your back. While running, you slipped and fell with your hands exposed. Severe pain ran through your arms and you couldn’t move them normally. Tears flowed down my cheeks from shock and pain. There were your comrades around you who tried to calm you down, but Ghost was not like that “A soldier in a war tears off his legs, and you cry because of the bruise?” he growled, giving you an angry look