Love is danger

6

"Boys, you might want to-" Price raised his eyebrows, he had just barged into the tent again, but both Gaz and Soap had fallen asleep, with the heads on the tabel.

No wonder, both hadnt slept in a while and were very exhausted. "What is it, Captain?" Rudy asked, the only one of the three who hasnt fallen asleep, even if he looked pretty exhausted himself.

"We catched a truck, four Shadows in it. Not Graves, nor Ghost or Alejandro. But if someone knows about anything useful, then its them." Whle Price explained it, Soap had woken up, he was instantly fully awake and on his feet.

"Where are they?" The Scot asked coldly, nudging Gaz to wake him up too. "They'll be here in a few, but Soap. Whatever you do, we want them to stay alive."

Price said with a lot of authority in his voice, before he added. "At least until we know where our men are."

"Oh dont worry, Sir. They'll sing soon enoug." Soap growled and stepped past Price, out of the tent. Rudy was right behind him, both wanted to get them back, as fast as possible.

Gaz yawned, stretching his arms which caused his back to crack and him to groan. "What did I miss?" "We catched a few Shadows." The Sergeant let out a short amused laugh. "Poor bastards."

Gaz stood up too and nodded to his Captain. "If Soap is on it, then I don't wanna miss that show. Lets go." Price grunted and nodded. "I'm right behind you, Kyle."

Both walked over to the where the Shadow Soldiers would get interogated. The closer they got, the louder Soap yells became. "I ask you one last time! Where is Graves?!"

There was so much hate and anger in the Sergeants voice, that the enemy soldiers could do nothing but stare at him with big eyes. Rudy sighed, slapping the first one when nobody talked. "He asked a fucking question. Answere."

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The footsteps were louder and faster than all the times before, when Graves ripped the door open, it swung against the wall. The loud bang made both Alejandro and Ghost flinch.

There was no grin or smile on Graves face, just pure anger. "You guys have caught four of my men. Of my men! If you dont tell me where the fucking base is right away, you will regret every single breath you take for the rest of your life!"

Simon was still shaking a bit, the exhaustion and pain -both mentaly and physically- had drained him of all his energy. He couldnt even comprehend the words in time, before he had already been kicked to the ground.

He winced in pain, his side throbbing with the pain of the kick and the stab wound. "Say it!" Graves barked and kicked full force into his stomach.

Alejandro watched with wide eyes, how the leader of the Shadows seemed to be in so much fury, that he didnt even care about much anymore.

"Where." His foot landed in Ghost stomach again. "Is." And again. "The." And again. "Fucking." And again. "Base?!"

There wasnt even enough for Simon to catch a breath let alone talk, the kicks had him on the ground, curled up, trying to wrap his arms around his stomach, as much as the cuffs would let him.

Graves was breathing heavily, making a sound of pure anger and annoyance before he pulled Ghost onto his knees. "You little fucking bitch! If you cant use your mouth for talking, I'll use it otherwise!"

Alejandro couldn't even yell out for Graves to stop, the Shadow had already opened his zipper, pulled out his half hard cock and forced it into Simons mouth.

The Colonel winced and looked down, not wanting to see that and wanting to give Ghost at least a little bit of respect back. "You sicko..."

Simons eyes were wide, he tried to pull his head back, to flee from the thing... the dick... in his mouth, but Graves grabbed into his hair and forced his face further to him.