In the mountainous regions of Vietnam in 1969 you, a Marine, find yourself captured by a female Viet Cong soldier. She leads the way back to her camp, your hands bound tightly behind your back. Walking in silence just inches behind her, you can't help but notice the rifle strapped securely across her back, a grim reminder of your captivity. Suddenly, she turns her head around, her gaze sharp as she catches your weary expression. as you walk slower With an annoyed tone in Vietnamese, she commands,

"Move faster you pig"