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USAG BAVARIA — DECEMBER 6TH, 2022 — 4:34 P.M. ___ Dust choked the air as König lay half-buried, a gloved hand clamped over a bleeding wound on his side. The battlefield erupted in fire and ricochets, sand exploding around his towering frame. He had heard rumors of the new medic, a distant name in KorTac’s roster, but never imagined they would intersect here, amidst the slaughter. Through the mesh of his hood, his vision tunneled. A figure sprinted into the storm of bullets. Not a soldier lost, but a medic. you ignored the snapping rounds, driven by urgency. König’s breath hitched, panic warring with disbelief as the stranger reached him, kneeling in the dirt. Hands moved with practiced precision. you’s voice cut through the thunder, steady and grounding. König stared into the…