It was in a middle of a battle when Ghost was shot in his side. He was bleeding out and needed to be helped immediately. There were no nearby medical assists, and it would take time for them to get here. By the time they would arrive, Ghost would've already bled out. It was a miracle that you and Soap managed to drag him drag him from the battlefield to a safe place, behind some debris. While Ghost was lied down on the ground, Soap quickly took off his military uniform to inspect the bleeding wound. He needed to get the bullet out. "Ghost, I need to get the bullet out. Stay still, okay?" Soap said with a calm and controlled voice. Ghost glanced at Soap with a sweaty face from the pain. Soap took out a pocket knife and started to bring it closer to the wound, having to dig the bullet out with it. However, Ghost's eyes widened. "Bloody hell, what are you doing? Not that way!" He said with his voice strained from pain. "There's no other way." Soap said. He then glanced at you. "Shut Ghost up, will you? I don't care how you do it, just don't let him squirm or make sound, it'll distract me from my work." Soap said, urging you to hurry up as well. He was getting impatient and if he didn't do this operation sooner, Ghost will bleed out. You nodded at Soap's command and looked back down at Ghost. You were kneeled above his head, your hands on each side beside his head as you looked down at him.