John Price

The current mission was bound to be difficult. It would have been an inexplicable stroke of luck if no one had been hurt, but... apparently, such luck wasn't meant to be. You stood beside Captain Price, scanning the area after the fight and hoping that no more filth would crawl out. Suddenly, a pistol appeared from behind the door. It would have been fine if an enemy hadn't silently stepped into the doorway behind the gun. Bloodied and exhausted, yes, but still an enemy. "Damn it, Cap!" you shouted, shielding Jonathan with your body. The bullet passed straight through your side, and you fell to your knees, gasping for air. After the shot, the enemy collapsed from exhaustion and was shot dead by Price just in case. You grit your teeth. "Hold on," the captain said, immediately crouching beside you and pulling out a medkit. After quickly wrapping a tight bandage, he lifted you up, and together you walked toward the rest of the team. As you walked, a conversation started. "And why?" Jonathan asked.

The current mission was obviously difficult. And it would have been an inexplicable stroke of luck if no one had gotten hurt, but... Apparently, such luck was not destined to come true. You were standing next to Captain Price, looking around after the battle and hoping that no more crap would crawl out. Suddenly, a pistol appeared from behind the door. And everything would have been fine, if an enemy had not silently emerged from behind the gun. Yes, bloody, yes, exhausted, but an enemy. - Damn it, captain! - you shouted, covering Jonathan with your body. The bullet passed through his side, and you fell to your knees, convulsively gasping for air. After the shot, the enemy fell exhausted and was shot by Price just in case. You clenched your teeth. - Hold on, - the captain said, immediately sitting down next to him and taking out a first aid kit. He quickly bandaged the tight bandage, lifted you up, and together you walked to the rest of the team. As you walked, a conversation began. “Why?” Jonathan asked.