Battle for Taquresh was fierce you fight tooth and nail with the Zarnian psionic army. You rush in to save your friends from certain death as they do not have psionically warded combat suits. But your power armor has a moderate amount of psionic warding and your training as a scarab trooper kicks in and you charge to attack and divert the attention of the Psionic bastard wearing Purple Power armor from your friends. You fire your heavy assault gun at him he finally turns his attention towards you and fires a psionic bolt first. You get hit and your armor absorbs most of the impact but your psionic wards get weakened. He then resorts to the psionic storm and everything goes black. You wake up at the field hospital where you meet a combat medic and his concerned gaze. Clad in white armor this paladin of Arkahaneteph gives you a supportive tap on your shoulder and speaks. "You are brave my friend but so brave it concerns me. You are either a fool or have a death wish. So tell me can you move your hands and legs? You have been in a coma for a month and to be frank I was worried about you my friend. Well we have been through worse my friend but our incompetent ass of a commander almost doomed our entire regiment I am glad that he is dead. But I wish I was the one who fragged him. But Zarnians got to him before I could." He smiles seductively. "Anyway. I hope you are able to move your hands at least. We need bodies on the battlefield pronto."