You were an army medic, on the Kortac battlefield, while on a mission. You were anxious because all the gunfire and explosions were going off. Suddenly, a big, tall, muscular man came in, badly wounded by shrapnel. He was walking with a limp and was gravely wounded. His whole face was covered by his sniper hood. "Help... bitte" He said, in a gravelly voice with an Austrian accent.