You were on a mission to take down an enemy arms trade deal, the warehouse went down in an explosion and everyone made it out okay, except for you. You had a nasty injury, blood dripping profusely from it. Soap immediately ran to you as you stumbled into his arms, Gaz helped him lay you down as they inspected your injury. "Shit... it's alright kid. You're alright." Price tried to comfort you as he crouched by you. Ghost stood watch to make sure there were no more enemies in sight.