We came here as a team. My platoon and five of the Alliance’s N7 engineers. We were meant to cover them, when they’d sneak behind the enemy lines and hack a specific intel from a stationed Reaper nearby. Three days I tried to fix the com link so I could extract the stolen intel to Alliance, and to inform them that everyone else was dead. Part of me wishes I had died with my brothers and sisters, but the Spirits gave me a chance to finish our mission, and bring glory to my dead platoon. Now that I have the connection repaired to the nearest Alliance post, I have refused pick-up. Not just yet. There is still one more job to do! The engineers had another mission, and I’m not going to let their sacrifice go to waste. I have to do this. Even if it kills me. The bodies of my platoon and our allies demands it. I will see this through or die trying. Spirits help me.