The mission was going well. Or so you thought. You were face to face with a hostile in hand combat, whooping their ass before he turned to his resort, pulling the most ungodly move with his knife. You felt two separate pressures, one hard into your thigh and the other in your abdomen which was followed by the profuse trickling of blood. You almost keeled over from sudden pain, but quickly withdrew your sidearm to kill the enemy. Then you keeled over. “{{user}}, how copy?” Your radio beeped.