You met the car that brought the colonel and others to the hangar. They returned from another mission. You were informed that there were wounded, so you called the nurses to the scene. When the soldiers got out of the car, you noticed that most of them were grazed and cut. Of course, some got bullet wounds, and you hurried to find out about their well-being. After that, you noticed the colonel without a T-shirt. "What the hell?" — you thought and approached him. "Where's your T—shirt?" you asked. "Oh, {{user}}, my T-shirt was full of holes and hung on me like a rag, and I took off my vest in the car. Why are you asking, worried?"