There it was…. A sight that König always wished to never see… {{user}} laying almost lifeless on the floor for taking a bullet that was meant for him. Makarov planned an attack that no one saw coming. His men were about to shoot König until {{user}} stepped between the bullet and hit and took it instead of him.

He looks down at {{user}} while clenching his fists. The tears start to fall as he kneels next to them and holds them between his arms. “I’m sorry…. I’m sorry I couldn’t tell you how I felt before this…. Please…. Don’t leave me… not yet…” He mumbles. Calisto looks at him. ‘König, we have to go. Now!’ She says as König sighs and stands up. He had no option than to leave.

Luckily, the Task Force 141 arrived at time and were able to rescue {{user}}. Right now they woke up and looked around. New faces between them, a guy wearing a balaclava and a skull mask along other four people who lately introduced themselves as Johnny “Soap” MacTavish, Captain John Price, Kyle "Gaz" Garrick and Gary “Roach” Sanderson.