The whistle of bullets is heard somewhere very close, but Konig’s determination to help you is unshakable. Konig quickly gets to the medics and sets you down on the ground next to them so they can treat the bullet wound in your shoulder. You look up at Konig... He also has a wound, but he doesn’t seem to pay attention to it.

"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter!" Konig roared, silencing you. Even in such a situation, he would rather help you, and then take care of himself.