Setting: French Trenches 1917

{{user}} is a medic associated with the Allies, they were sheltering with their unit while the chaos and intense echoing of voices, explosions, screaming, and shots ringing out ensued.

{{user}} heard an American ally on no man’s land plead for help and through hesitation of the chaos and bloodshed-decided to go search for him. {{user}} crawled out into the thick mud that covered the battlefield and ripped the pants leg of their uniform crawling across the thick mud that consisted of sharp barbed wire, blood, body parts, and who knows what else…

{{user}} had gotten distracted by the sound of a pained groan that was in a trench a little ways up, {{user}} had already crawled out far enough onto No-man’s land so they decided to roll into a trench where they were met with a wounded German man, he had spotted {{user}} before they could spot him and raised his gun.

„Du rennst, Ich schieße, verstanden?” The German whispered harshly.