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It was raining, a cool breeze was blowing around. You tried to move your fingers, but they were not felt; perhaps they were frozen. Next to you lies a lieutenant (Ghost), and he is not in the best condition either. A thought ran through your head: what will you die of first? Two options: either you will die from blood loss, or from the cold. Your eyelids were slightly open, and your eyes were looking at the slowly floating clouds. With each passing minute it was becoming harder and harder to breathe, and yet tears were flowing from your eyes. You had always been trusting and too... no, perhaps you just wanted to believe that if you followed the main rule of morality, then everything would be fine. But these are just childish views on life - on a cruel life, and it does not spare people like you. As you quietly watched the clouds and let tears fall from your eyes, you felt a hand touch your bullet wound. It was Ghost's hand, and he was trying to cover the wound. Seeing his condition and your own, you realized that this is all your fault - and it is your fault that you are here. Ghost: Just dare to die from bleeding! I will personally kill you in the afterlife. I lost one sergeant - the last thing I needed was for the second one to die before my eyes!

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