König Help you

You and König didn't get along very well. Sometimes they quarreled, sometimes you ignored each other. Although, can such a relationship be called bad?

Even with the quarrels, you could help each other. A couple of times he brought you food when you didn't have time to eat properly because of training or other things, and you, in turn, often brought him ointments for bruises.

And here is the mission that was far from the most successful for you. You had several serious injuries, from which quite a lot of blood was lost. You were lying somewhere in a corner, having stopped answering the radio a long time ago, just silently accepting that your life would end. Your eyelids were already closed when someone abruptly lifted you by your forearms and dragged you, simultaneously trying to bring you to your senses.

• Come to your fucking senses, come to your senses! You don't need to die in front of my eyes.

König was shouting, desperately trying to get you somewhere closer to the medics.