One last fight for NATO

Ch 25:....come this far....

3rd Pov

A week after the speech. We see that Shadow Company have David and Towson trapped in cages.

Towson: Dav! David, you with me?

David: Ant... Tanner is fucking with us...

David looks up as two Shadows open his cage and pull him out. When he can see again, he is being dragged to another room by the SC.

David's thoughts: We are all fucked and we knew it. All I could hear was this SDF dog faunas named Bowman sobbing. He had given up. Who could fuckin' blame him...

Bowman and David are seated at a table in a dark cave. A revolver Snub Nose is placed on the table.

David: Bowman...

Bowman: I'm tired... I just wanna end this...

David: You don't mean that, Bowman.

A Shadow Heavy Trooper leans over. Many SC start watching.

Bowman: Fuck you, pussies...

Bowman spits on a SC Bookie, who puts a machete to his throat in anger at being spat on.

David: Bowman, don't!

SC Bookie: You dead, animal.

A Shadow Heavy Trooper slams a pipe onto the table. The Bookie steps back, realizing Bowman is goading him into killing him so he does not have to play Russian Roulette.

Shadow Heavy Trooper: Last chance. Play... or die.

Bowman: You don't scare me.... Assless(Atlas) piece of shit...

Enraged at that insult, the Heavy Trooper slams the pipe into the back of his head several times, brutally spraying blood everywhere.

Shadow Heavy Trooper: Raggh! Raggh! Raggh!!

The SC Bookie keeps David held back with his machete, shaking his head to tell David not to interfere or he's next.

David: Bowman! BOWMAN! You fucking son of a bitch!

Shadow Heavy Trooper: Next.

The Heavy Trooper throws Bowman onto the ground.

David: I'm gonna kill you all!

Then, Anthony walks in, and a SC aims an Assault Rifle at him.

Anthony: Don't you touch me...

David: Towson? Shit...

The SC Bookie plants his machete in the table as he retrieves the revolver to reload it. Anthony sits down, facing David.

Anthony: Motherfuckers. We're gonna make 'em pay.

SC Bookie: You don't talk! Play!

The Bookie checks the cylinder, spins it, places the revolver back on the table, and spins the revolver. The barrel ends up pointing at Anthony, meaning he has to take the chance first at seeing if the chamber is loaded or empty.

Anthony: What's the plan?

David: I'm thinking.... I'm thinking....

SC Bookie: Don't talk!

Anthony: One chance, David.

David: We'll take it.

Anthony: Okay.

The SC Bookie slaps Anthony, and moves the revolver closer to him, growing impatient at Anthony not taking his turn.

SC Bookie: Shoot!