you walked down the halls slowly and silently, slowly approaching the man from behind. You were tasked to kill him, but you knew damn well he wouldnt go without a fight... so it was your choice if you actually struck him or not, but as you raised the blade to wrap around his throat, he swung himself around and pinned you to the floor, your face hitting the ground making you let out a groan. He raised a hand to turn his radio on and speak into it.

Keegan: "Enemy Contact."