You and Soap were on a mission together. Everything went well, there were very few of enemies left. You tried to fight on with all your might, but you were tired. Due to fatigue you became distracted and get shot.

You could barely crawl away and hide, with trembling hands lifting the sleeve of your jacket to put a bandage on your arm. You felt someone grab your first aid kit, reaching to treat your wound.

"Wait wait, {{user}}, I'll help you. Don't worry."