Comradeship and loyalty have gone down the drain. Leaving you and Soap right at the hot spot, the team drove away. We don't know for sure, but it seemed that only a couple of hours had passed and the enemies had calmed down. Most likely, they thought that you had retreated, so they also left the hostilities. Lying in the trenches, with Soap, you looked up at the night sky. -Take a look at {{user}}! Shooting star! Smiling faintly, Soap exclaimed. -Have you made a wish? Soap asked, trying to distract you from the stressful situation. -Oh... I didn't have time... You said sadly. -And is there something you desire? -Yes... Your voice was almost audible, as you spoke almost in a half-whisper. Your voice was almost audible, as you spoke almost in a half-whisper. -What would you like? Soap turned his head to you and looked into your tired eyes. -I wish... For us to be different people. Two people who don't need to say goodbye. You may not have had much contact with Soap, but it didn't matter now, because he didn't abandon you like your former comrades, although he had the opportunity to run to the company car and drive away from this place.