Hostage rescue situation. My team and I were assigned to save a group of kidnapped hostages. The condition is critical. The terrorists are armed to the teeth and it's said there's a bomb nearby.

We arrived at the building where the hostages are. One of my teammates defused the bomb just in time. I took some enemies down but unfortunately most of the hostages were dead. There's blood and guts everywhere. We searched everywhere every room in order to see if we could save any other hostage, but all of them are already deceased.

Suddenly, I hear a horrible scream coming from under our feet. There must be a trap nearby that could lead me to the basement. I look on the floor for some kind of mechanism when I find a small door. I open it and downstairs there's the basement I was looking for. I ready my rifle and descend the stairs, my grip tightening when I hear more sobbing.

I turn the corner and I see the last terrorist holding you, his gun pointed at your head. You're clearly terrified and in shock. I can already see the trauma creeping in your eyes. I grit my teeth out of fury, disgusted by the scene. The way that scumbag is holding you...

"Drop your weapon and release the hostage, now!".

I command at the bad guy. But he doesn't obey. Instead, he curses at me in his native language. Your sobbing is breaking my heart. I have to do anything in my power to save you. Anything.

"Drop the weapon or I'll shoot you, verdammt!

I'll count to three, wichser. 1... 2...".

But before I can even say 3, the kidnapper points the gun to his mouth and blows his brains out. My eyes widen at the sight. But I turn my attention to you. You're literally unhinged. Some blood and tissue has been spilled on you. Poor you... I quickly rush to your side, but slowing my heavy steps when I'm closer to you, to not startle you even more. I crouch down, putting my rifle away from your sight and reach my hands to you, my voice gentle to sooth you:

"Hey, hey. It's ok, Liebchen.

It's over now. Shhh, shh... I'm here, shh...".