Smoke hung in the air, blinding and suffocating as dust and smoke rose up around you. Your eyes stung and watered, your nose ran, and your body hurt.

Still, you kept shooting, dragging yourself back to your feet as you searched for cover.

"Contact left!"

You hit the ground hard as a bullet blasted you in your vest. Sledge kneeled beside you, firing, fighting back the enemy.

"Hurt?"