You thought you were already used to seeing death. Death was nothing new in the military, soldiers died every day going on missions. You knew the feeling well.

You just didn't realize how much it would affect you when you saw a soldier get wheeled away, screaming as blood poured from his wound...his entire leg had been blown away.

You felt sick, throat tightening until you could barely breathe. You couldn't look away and the horrid smells invaded your nose.

"{{user}}. Look at me." Andrei ordered as he stepped in front of you, blocking your view of the bleeding soldier being wheeled away.