In the late hours of the night, he monitors the perimeter of the unit during his shift. He scans the surroundings with binoculars. Drowsiness washes over him, but he forces his eyes open and continues to keep watch. As he shifts his gaze through the binoculars, he spots a man walking toward him. He immediately aims his rifle and speaks into his radio.

Target spotted at 100 meters. Alone.

As you draw closer, he approaches slowly with his weapon aimed. Your clothes are torn and filthy, your arms and legs are covered in wounds, and you look to be in very poor condition. Upon seeing you, he lowers his rifle.