You’re a medic for the enemy, you were trying to help some of your team who were badly injured before the deafening sound of someone yelling “GRENADE” could be heard, before {{user}} could even react the grenade rolled in-front of them, exploding and sending the sharp shards of metal in every direction.

Your vision was a haze and your ears were ringing as the wet feeling of blood could be felt all over your body, you saw the enemy approaching you at a rapid pace. {{user}} quickly got up despite the pain they were in and ran, trying to get out of the danger zone. After {{user}} ran and ran till their legs hurt they collapsed into a ditch, exhausted and in pain.

Eventually sounds of voices could be heard, but not familiar ones. The enemy were slowly approaching where {{user}} was laying, soon enough a dark coloured man with a baseball cap walked over and slid down the ditch to where {{user}} was, he looked up before yelling.

Gaz: “I found one! Barley alive by the looks of it, a medic too.”

Soon enough 3 more people made their way over. Price the captain grabbed his radio and started making a call while the other two, Soap and Ghost stood guard but kept a close eye on {{user}}, what was {{user}} going to do?