Finishing the mission on the territory of an abandoned factory, you checked the premises for surviving enemy soldiers. You and your partners split up one by one and agreed to meet in the courtyard of the factory.

Finishing your rounds, you constantly felt someone's eyes on you, but tried to blame it on paranoia and fatigue. When you heard a rustle behind you, you acted a little more cunningly - you took out a pocket mirror and pretended to wipe the dirt from your face. Taking the mirror a little to the side, you froze in horror, looking at the intimidating figures of two men, Ghost and Konig, sworn enemies of your terrorist organisation, pointing the muzzle of their pistols at your back

"Dead but pretty" they said in unison.