It's night, you can't see anything without night vision goggles, but there aren't any, not even weapons.just recently, you got out of the clutches of the enemy and now you were running through the forest as fast as you could, trying to break away from the chase, but the trail of bloody snow following you does not allow you to escape, in any way. Behind you, you can hear the sounds of snow crunching under heavy boots and the loud screams of soldiers who are trying to catch you and finally extract information from your carcass, but like hell they will succeed, you will not give up so easily, even if you do not have the strength to run further.If you stumble down an icy slope, you should have looked at your feet.clinging to a dry branch, you slow down, the branch is fragile, but somehow keeps you from certain death.suddenly you hear the clap of someone's wings, and after that the sounds of gunfire, loud screams and several corpses fall down, flying past you with a heavy load, crashing against The ice is far below.

"Holding up?"

Someone's voice came, and throwing your head up, you see your captain on the very edge of the icy cliff. Captain John McTavish himself came to save your ass, risking himself.spreading his large dragon wings, which shimmered from deep blue to bright purple in the light, he descended to your level and picked you up, rose into the air with you in his arms, deciding to bring you home to the base