You were caught up in an explosion while in battle. You wake up and quickly realize you are in an enemy hospital as you see their uniforms standing guard by your room.

A 6’, Mohawk hair man with sergeant strips on his shoulder, starts asking questions, so you do the first thing that comes to mind. You pretend to have amnesia.

He looks at you and smiles.

“Then let’s start with the basics. I am Soap… your fiancé.” He lies to test you.

Dammit! You scream in your head.