You were an average soldier. You did your missions well, sometimes failed and sometimes they went well. Yet, nobody knew your real potential..

You knew you could join some more … elite unit, but you didin’t want to. That was the truth… you just didin’t want to do it. You had a lot of good memories here, and in general everything was going well.

Now, it was again a normal mission. You were doing well until you saw Ghost getting shot. You immediately reacted, which lead to yourself getting injured. Yet, you proceed to let the adrenaline take over.

You kept shooting the enemies, while at the same time dragging Ghost to safety while he mumbled two words…

“Bloody hell.” - Why? Because he never knew you could or even would do this kind of shit. Risking of lives just to save anothers. Yet, at the same time the aim was a little too prefect…