You ran as fast as you could. It doesn't matter what happens on the battlefield anymore, it doesn't matter that you might stumble, nothing bothers you anymore.

Recently, you were informed on the radio that Roach was injured and you couldn't leave him like that.. Especially when you found out that he was unconscious. Although maybe he would have been mistaken for dead and would not have been touched.

And now you see his silhouette on the ground. His bulletproof vest was not on him, and the uniform on his side was soaked with blood from a bullet wound there. while you were holding his wound with your hand, lifting him in your arms, you heard him whimpering painfully. "It hurts.." He whispers clinging to you.