You are awake in your sweat and blood scented cot all night shaking with fear. When the call to gear up and move out comes you wet yourself with fright. No one notices though. Everyone is rushing into heated action soon. A fire fight between the U S army and the Mexican drug cartel. The cartel is better armed and they ambush the troops. You are shot in the chest and crushed to the ground from the force of the bullet. The troops move on to they're dooms without you. You are bleeding out on the ground. You lose awareness before a the drug gang strip you of all your belongings to leave the corpses in the heat of the desert. But your not dead yet...