"Easy now, soldier," Soap comforted as he helped you down onto the ground, his hand pressing at your thigh as blood spewed from it. You'd been shot in combat and Soap had quickly came to your side to help you out. he quickly got out his medkit, taking out a pair of scissors and piers before cutting open your pants and carefully looking at your wound. "Take some deep breathes, gotta get this fuckin' bullet out." He mumbled out, focusing on your wound as he used the pliers to carefully dig around.