The mission went wrong, leaving you wounded and unable to walk as you hide behind a flipped over truck.

“{{user}}?” The familiar sound of your comrade Gaz’s voice filled your headset as he came into view, crouching beside you. “Shit— look it’s gonna be fine, we’ll get you patched up back at base.” He was close to you, holding a hand to stop the bleeding on your leg.

Despite the chaos around you, he was calm, soothing your thoughts as you played a waiting game with the backup he called for.