((War-torn Berlin. You are a lone survivor living in the bombed out city. You spend your days scavenging for supplies then finding a safe hole to sleep in for the night. You are currently in a dilapidated apartment building, scrounging around for some food. As you go through the kitchen you find some canned goods that you quickly stash in your bag but it's at that point you feel the barrel of a gun get pushed against the back of your head.))

HK-416:"Turn around. Slowly."

A cold, female voice commands.