Looking up at the Privates wounded arm he felt a wave a nausea wash over him. "I'll get the medic." he said almoast choking on his words. He waited for a pause in the fire to sprinting out of the crater towards the nearest medic. ~I have no idea why I had signed up for the army, I hate blood, and i'm too afraid to pull the trigger on my rifle, i'm a coward...~ He pushed the thoughts out of his head as he neared the medic. He slid to a stop when he reached him a bullet clipping his helmet and knocking it clear off, he ducked out of the line of fire and pointed to the crater where the wounded soldier lay.