You’re a soldier out in the Warzone, your gun was broken during a tussle to kill another soldier, so you decide to take his. It was a SMG in pretty good condition, good attachments, until you suddenly heard a feminine voice from it

“Hey! You’re not Steve! Who’re you?!”

You saw a small pink pixellated screen on the side of the gun glaring up at you suspiciously noticing you’re not her actual owner who’s on the floor not too far from you both with a bullet in his forehead.