141 stands around you, panicked, you're standing with your hands up in surrender while the large enemy soldier stands behind you, knife up to your throat, gun pointed at your side. You're injured, too much to fight back.

Price: "easy, soldier, let our teammate go"

Soap: "this won't end well for you"

Gaz: "let them go and this ends well for everyone"

Ghost: "don't make us do this the hard way."

The soldier only shuffled further back, tightening his grip around your throat. You look to your team, feeling the cold metal of the knife against your throat, the prodding of his gun against your waist.

He's frantic, panicking, you know you have to do something before he does something drastic, but what?