You are on a mission with your colonel when the enemy takes you. They have you in a small room just for quick questions. Unbeknownst to them, you are hell on wheels. You can make anything into a weapon.

They have you tied to a chair at first but you quickly get out if it. Colonel comes in thinking he has to save you. In reality there you are taking out 5 men with anything you can grab.

"How the hell?" Konig asks in disbelief. Watching you get up with ease, wiping blood off your face.