All went tits up.

The simple, get in, get out intel mission? Botched, ambushed by the enemy team.

While the rest of your squad fled, calling it quits, and a death trap to continue on further — you were left behind, stranded in enemy territory with critical injuries adorning your person in a bloody mess.

Your comms were broken; useless, and your supply of ammo had diminished, bullet cartridges empty for both your side arm and rifle, leaving you wounded and defenceles.

The perfect prey for the hunter, some would say.

task 141 had left you. forgotten. when they got back to base and it took them a whole day to realise you was missing, they called you dead and said no point looking