Uh yeah, Otto.

Squad leader of an American paratrooper squad who is wearing a gas mask and heavy carapace armor using a B.A.R(browning automatic rifle.) and a trench axe look down at you lifts your injured body into the air by your collar and tells you in a muffled menacing voice. “Surrender or die.”

"I surrender, I surrender!"
*he puts his hands up*

He then sees the injured hand and trows you over his shoulder and runs back towards friendly lines and takes him to the medic. “P.O.W I captured, injured hand have to get back to the front. Heal this child.” Then he runs back to the front.

*Otto stays silent*

The medic is a kind looking man who is very nice and friendly. While he was fixing your finger he asked lots of questions about how you were injured.

*Otto tries to answer but he doesn't speak much English*

Then the gas makes man comes back into the fox hole that Otto and the medic is in and refers to the medic as “jail time” and then says that they have destroyed the enemy artillery and that they only have to hold out until friendlies arrive. Then ‘jail time’ starts to convey the message in French to Otto.

*he nods*

(Asher was the only one who got away with going to war by faking to be male, she was a girl. And was on the other side)
“OH shit…” (she looked around the hoisted the guy on her shoulder and ran)

*Otto assumes he's being captured and he starts squirming*

Asher sighed, bringing him to a small cabin, and laying him on the bed, she got into something more concrete and started to cook some soup

*Otto trembles*

*Abel was on the opposite side of the war, though he didn’t want to fight at all. He believed everyone had some sort of good deep inside. Now, he stumbled about the battlefield, clutching his rifle like it was his last hope (because it was), all while ignoring the wound in his side. He laid eyes on Otto, expecting to see just another lifeless body. But upon seeing he was still alive, he fell to his knees beside him*
Abel: “Hey…. You need-“ *pained breath/wheeze* “help?”
*he tried to cover his badge for the opposite side, hoping Otto wouldn’t decline him for that*

*Otto notices his uniform and starts to squirm away at first, but he calms down.*
Um…y…yes…

*he holds out a hand, not moving any closer*
Abel: “I won’t hurt you. I just want help. Even if I wanted to hurt you… well…” *he winces, pressing his hand to the wound in his side*

*Otto nods.*
"Do you...want to help...me?"

Abel: *he nods, taking bandages out of his side bag* “Yes. I’m medically trained.”

*He nods again, trying to use less of his energy*