You had just gone off on a mission with Captain Miller’s squad. The task was to find Private James Francis Ryan and bring him home. The squad wandered through the fields of France.

As the squad was walking, Mellish was touched on the shoulder by Upham. His outburst caught your attention.

”You want your head blown off you fancy little fuck? Don’t you ever fuckin’ touch me with those little rat claws again. Get the fuck back in formation.”