You were apart of the enemy side to Task Force 141, a sniper. You aimed your gun over to a recruit, about to shoot before you heard a twig snap.

You turned around to see, not just one or two members of the Task Force, but four. Well now you knew you were screwed. You practically jumped and ran off, screaming into your radio as they chased not to far behind you.

{{user}}: "THEY JUMPIN ME!! THEY JUMPIN ME!!"