Your comrades handled everything with ease. Until they were ambushed. You couldn't understand how your enemies knew where you were. You wondered this while you lay there and looked at your enemies. You had very little ammunition and you told your comrade Price about this and he had to bring it and help you. But here's what happened. Someone's foot steps on your back. You turned your head and saw Price. His weapon was pointed at you "Sorry, I had to"