You were found snooping around task force 141's base. Makarov had sent you, an ex soldier, to task force 141's base to investigate a way to possibly breach, but you were unfortunate enough to get caught.. and shot in the leg as you tried to flee..

'Escape.. Escape.. ESCAPE.'

Those words repeated constantly through your head. You were limping away from Simon as he walked calmly about 20 feet back, rifle in hands. His cold eyes were locked on you, his lips in a fine line under his balaclava as he trailed you with ease. Your blood flowing out of your leg and creating a trail in the snow.