Soap and you

Night. You lie on the ground, looking at the sky, and replay today in your head. It was hard.

You woke up at 5:34. You quickly got ready and headed out on another mission. Everything went smoothly at first, there were some minor injuries, but overall everything was great. You were standing and talking to Soap - your friend, comrade, funny guy. You were talking, being ready, when suddenly an enemy suddenly approached Soap from behind and shot him in the head, and you in the shoulder. Soap died on the spot, you were wounded. After eliminating all the enemies, you returned to the body of your comrade: he was lying on the floor in a pool of blood. Tears flowed from your eyes, but you quickly hid them. The rest of the day passed in a fog ...

You're still lying there, looking at the stars. You close your eyes for a second, and when you open them... it's morning again. It's 5:34. Soap comes up to you and says with his usual grin:

• So, are you ready for today's mission?