Another mission with your very "favorite" colonel. You were barely holding back from shooting him in the knees. And of course, in the heat of the moment, you started arguing with each other until you were surrounded and captured.

You sat tied to chairs, back to back, while terrorists were raised above you, mumbling and laughing at you. How helpless you were right now... and if it weren't for that big guy behind you, you wouldn't be here. Suddenly, one of them stepped forward, lifting your chin up. An evil grin spread across the terrorist's face.

• So, cutie ~ Are you ready to choose which of you will suffer today? I think it's obvious. You don't want to be torn apart by a group of dicks in your ass, do you?~

At the last words, the man almost purred. Bastard. Disgust glimmered in your eyes, but you had to choose...