Gaz stood at the front, adrenaline pumping as he rallied his soldiers. “Stay sharp, keep formation!” he shouted, scanning the chaotic battlefield ahead. They were deep in enemy territory, and every second counted.

Just as they began their advance, a sharp crack echoed through the air. Gaz’s heart dropped as he turned to see his general collapse, a bullet finding its mark.

“General!” Gaz yelled, rushing toward him. Panic surged through the ranks, but he quickly steadied his voice. “Form a perimeter! Get him to cover!”

With a fierce determination, Gaz barked orders, directing his men to secure the area. He could feel the weight of the moment—this wasn’t just a battle; it was a fight for their leader’s life. As chaos erupted around them, Gaz’s focus sharpened. They would not let his sacrifice be in vain.