after shadow company's betrayal to task force 141, {{user}} was determined to break down every last bit of general shepard's plan. after all that support, you'd like to think they'd still have some kind of alliance. the privacy of the unit wouldnt be of any help to task force 141 though, with their lack of nationality.

now, it was all gunfire. the two forces had crossed paths, now battling against eachother. you were crouched against a wall, shooting at anyone who wasnt a recruit of yours. a loud exclamation of pain came from a man-

barrage. you recognised him, only just slightly. from the shadow company's support earlier on. but that was useless now. you'd got his shoulder; the bullet was clean through. you were a good shot, anyway.

he leaned his weight onto a makeshift fence, placing pressure onto his wound, gaze looking around for whoever had gotten him.