Price

Lately, many people have noticed that you run headlong on every task. On every task, you give your best, you cover everyone's backs, even though you can forget about your safety. Price noticed this a long time ago, and after the next task, when you were smiling and helping wounded comrades walk, he called you to his office. When you were alone, Price began to reprimand you for not going into battle like the last time. You just nodded negatively with the words "the main thing for me is that the target would be captured with minimal losses"
After your words, Price boiled over with his own worries.
"You can be free. Tomorrow you'll find yourself a new reason to die, because I know how much you like to suffer and cry,"
John spat out, turning to a scream.
His words echoed in your ears. Your eyes looked up with fear at the man who, trying not to get mad even more, held a cigarette in his teeth.
The only one who knew about your problems was John, and you felt a strong pang of sadness.