Jack looked over at Nikolai as he chuckled softly, "I aim to please..." He grabbed his chest afterwards, feeling the pain from the gunshot wounds due to his laughter. He slowly slid to the ground, leaning upright against the aisle as he hit the floor. Jack looked up at Nikolai as he said, "You want to know the honest truth? The truth about what I thought of you? When I heard about what you did, back when I was a PFC, I was skeptical. It takes a real sick fuck to kill his own squad, and somebody like that would have been caught eventually by the psyche experts before he could do it. I knew I had done things like that before, and I felt like I'd do them again, but not to the people who called me their leader." Jack painfully coughed up some blood before he continued, "But when my men died yesterday, you know one of the first things that ran through my mind? Your story, and how it must all be bullshit. I lost three men, most of which was..." Jack coughed again, "Which was my fault, and I felt like I deserved a bullet to the back of my head. How can a Corporal feel like that about losing three men and a Master Sergeant doesn't feel that way about killing his entire squad?" Jack shook his head slowly, "Shit like that doesn't add up, not to me at least. You may be a tough guy, but I doubt you're so heartless and insane that you'd actually kill your entire squad and not even feel the slightest remorse over it." Jack shrugged weakly as he said, "I could be wrong, I usually am... But at least I don't think you really did it."<br/><br/>Jack looked down at his hand, the one clenching the chip. He set it on the ground next to himself and used his hand to pull out his cigarettes. He opened the pack to see he had one final cigarette left, which brought a weak, halfhearted smile to his face. He set it in his mouth, slowly pulled out his lighter, and lit the cigarette. He looked up at Nikolai as he inhaled and said, "What harm can it do now? I'm already dying..." Jack took another heavy drag, holding the smoke in, and exhaling it through his nose as he sat there bleeding.