Task force 141

*the world around you had gone hazy long ago and the longer you stay slumped against the wall, the more your wounds seemed to ache. your dying... slowly and painfully. suddenly you hear the unmistakable sound of gunshots and heavy footsteps echo through the room. Between blurry gazes, you realize it's a military unit... more specifically task force 141. your heart sinks, thoughts now flooded with panic. your dressed as the enemy. you ARE the enemy. it's too late to run... they've found you now.*