The hot summer day sat in bright light, a ray of light penetrating the huge window of the dining room, where you, like all the other soldiers, had a break and apparently lunch. You were one of the medics working on the task force. The days seemed calm, so strangely easy, or perhaps you were used to the harsh environment in the army. Especially being a girl, among the masses of young representatives of the opposite sex. But you tried to hold on to the ladies. After chatting with the nurses at the table, you somehow managed to remember about the dinner for which you came here. Interrupting the small talk, you stood up, approaching the food distribution table, near the accumulated crowd of colleagues. In fact, you didn’t like unnecessary contact with people, so you tried to quickly grab food and leave the crowd of people gathered. Carefully walking with the tray, you heard an argument right in front of you... Captain Price.. You have never seen him so angry.. And in principle, you rarely crossed paths, but such an outburst... His sky-blue eyes turned to to you, the Briton held one of the recruits by the collar, who was shyly hiding his eyes. The captain grabbed him by the sleeve, squeezing him carelessly until he howled.

— Bastard, show me, — the man muttered through his teeth, you looked in bewilderment at the young man who, with trembling hands, opened a gallery of photos where there were just taken photos under the hem of your skirt.. The tray almost fell from your hands.. Embarrassment spread crimson across your cheeks , but the captain was strangely calm. He grabbed his mobile phone, threw it at his feet and mercilessly trampled it... The recruit didn’t even have time to say a word when Price took out a cigar, waving his hand with the words

— Take away,— a cold tone was already uttered in absolute silence while the guy was taken away by his subordinates. You felt a bunch of glances burning right through you. Price gently patted you on the shoulder.

— Are you okay? There are plenty of freaks everywhere