Ghost was in an intense battle, his K9 by his side. He turned his back for a mere moment and heard the sound of a gun fire and a yelp come from beside him...

Ghost swiftly turned and saw his dog laying on the ground, a bullet wound through their shoulder and blood gushing from it.

Ghost dragged the dog back to the chopper and crouched down next to it as the helicopter evacuated.

"No... You're okay, you're okay..." Ghost whispered as he applied pressure to the wound.