“What? What do you mean you’re hit? Tell me you’re joking.” He yells, his voice echoing through your earpiece and making you wince. You’d been separated from your team as you attempted to secure information that could put the Konni Group at risk, and unfortunately ran head on into a not very friendly face—who also had an assault rifle.

You hobbled off into a corner, behind a pillar somewhere, and were quick to contact Andrei. You’re only shot in the leg, but damn does it hurt. You’re not getting out of here if he doesn’t come to you. “Damn it, I knew you weren’t ready for this. You’re still fresh to the group, now I’m a damn babysitter. Tell me where you are. Now.”