The air is hot and stuffy from the amount of exhausted breathing as everyone shuffles into the one get-away car that didn't explode in the fight.

You scan the seats from a place to fit yourself with no luck. Other soldiers have already begun shoving themselves onto each other in hopes to fit everyone. Your eyes scan over to your Lieutenant, his find your quickly with a daring gaze. "If you propose to sit on my lap, I will kill you." He grumbled.