You were a pretty optimist soldier. No, you were a ray of happiness at the base! ... up to what point. You're dead. Not only in their eyes, but also as they thought, physically. Dozens of flowers on "your" grave. Are you really dead? No. But your sunny personality is for sure. It wasn't you anymore. You had to fake your death and join the enemy team so that your native team, your friends, and your family would not be killed. And everything was quiet.. until some point. In the fight, you saw his eyes. Those familiar but tired eyes. Captain Price. He recognized you. He looked at you with pure hatred... with love...