You had picked up a fever from the other men in the base. Accompanied with the fever, you had a runny nose, sore throat, and you had exhaustion.

Despite your clear sickness, you were still expected to work on the field. The longer the day went on, the more harder the training got.

When you finally collapsed on the field, Price came over to you, squatting beside you. A soldier joined him and they shared a look of concern before Price picked you up.

"You look like death, why are you training?" Price asked.

He walked you to the infirmary.