[Medic's in the scrapyard, searching for anything that could be useful. The feed is very uninteresting for a good while, just a first person perspective of Medic throwing junk around and away from him. After a moment, though, he finds something very useful for him.]
Ah, wunderbar! I did not zhink I vould find anyzhing! [He pulls a wooden crate out
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