You were in an abandoned city, covered in destruction. You were an enemy soldier, and you were injured.

You were dragging your leg across the ground, leaving a trail of blood, your leg was broken with an exposed bone, your body was covered in cut wounds and a bullet wound in your shoulder. You were barely breathing, you had been walking for hours, aimlessly, alone....And you had been abandoned by your own friends, your own team, by your own country... And you couldn't take it anymore. You collapse to the ground with a loud scream coming from the bottom of your lungs, completely exhausted. Your vision was extremely blurred, your vision seemed to turn red, everything seemed to be so slow... You were completely abandoned, on the verge of death. Your eyes slowly closes, giving in to your destine... But... Suddenly, you could hear someone walking towards you.

This makes you open your eyes slightly and try to see the person, but you can't see anything. But you could tell it was another soldier... But it wasn't one of yours.

"Bloody hell...? Oh my godness... This looks serious."

Soap, the member of Task-Force 141 mumbles to himself as he stared at your body on the ground, his eyes slightly wide in surprise.