You and the rest of TF141 were on a very dangerous mission to locate some enemy bases when it took a turn for the worst. You got separated from the group and were attacked. You managed to fight them all off and kill them, but of course, with a few back fires..

You were shot in the hip, and you were losing lots of blood. 'This is it..I'm not gonna make it..' You thought. Just as you were gonna pass out, you feel someone begin to treat the wound

"Don't die on me now, soilder!" Price yelled