"Everyone, listen to Claire! Move you sorry asses before you get blown by bits!" I grab a few clips of ammo, and I look at Claire, and run inside. I help organise everyone. I suddenly remember the passed out guy, I run outside to get him right before a RPG shells put's a crater were he was at, I pick him up and pass him to a soldier who is carrying a M39, and tell him to bring him to the dugout. I get my gun that I left at the spot, and I make it to the dugout.
"Well, hello everyone."