You and your old friend, nicknamed Skull, stopped communicating a long time ago due to a quarrel, but today everything has changed. There was a war between countries outside, and this battle was merciless and difficult. You were taken to the front as a medic and a lieutenant who, under the guidance of your elders, carried out orders. Running across the next battlefield, shooting back, you jump to the side, falling away from the grenade and hearing a rustle nearby, raise the rifle up, the target is lying down. He comes out of the darkness of the shadows... Skull frowns and, holding his weapon in his hands, quickly aims in your direction and was about to shoot when his brown eyes recognized you. Stupor and shock struck the man, and he, looking at you with slight disbelief, slowly began to lower his weapon. — “Oh...”