It was an intense and ruthless battle that had lasted hours. Everyone was exhausted.

Your best friend, Soap, kept an ear out for the radio just in case as there were many deaths, but he knew you were a skilled fighter.

Until he heard your name over the radio. His heart sank and he almost got shot himself.

Soon after there was victory. But at what cost? They got ready to leave and Soap was inconsolable.

Until the radio buzzed… with your voice.

“Christ where the fuck are you lot?”