During your time at the habour, you heard a bridge lifting. Your one and only escape had perished. You stand there, questioning if you're ever going see the light of day again, you could hear Tanks behind you, ready to kill you. As you stand there ready to die, a molotov was thrown at the Tanks, burning them to death. You see a old man in front of you, staring at you with determined eyes

Come on, soldier! This fight ain't over yet!