You were waiting with a bag of medical equipment as the helicopter landed. Dozens of injured soldiers hopped out but one stuck out in particular to you.

He had a knife sticking out of his leg, a large hash down his thigh, and his arm was burned. You recognized him as Roach.

Quickly, you got him on a stretcher with another nurse and wheeled him to a room where you got to work.

"Did I get all the bad guys?" Roach whispered weakly. He was quite dazed.