[The SEALs storm into the room, and the next three seconds are controlled chaos. Between the hostages screaming, the aftereffects of the banger playing havoc with their NODs, and the cramped quarters, it's only through their years of training that the SEALs are able to focus on what's important: the assholes with guns.
One of them is in the corner, furiously blinking as he tries to regain his sight.
Another is deeper into the room along the back wall, raising a MAC-10 towards them.
A third - clearly the smartest of the bunch - is tossing his pistol to the ground and getting on his knees with his hands in the air.
Two infrared lasers apiece land on the others moments before they're thoroughly ventilated and crumple to the floor. The smart one - a male in his mid-20s in work pants and a ratty t-shirt - seems to shrink back at this, throwing his hands even higher up as Voodoo and Preacher move to the downed gunmen to put insurance rounds in their heads.]
Hey-hey-hey, don't shoot, don't shoot! I give up!
[His accent and vernacular are American, but even beyond that, there's something familiar about him - in the bridge of his nose, in the cut of his jawline...]
Jesus H. Christ.
[That's Benitez over the com link. Apparently he sees it, too.]
Parker, cuff that prick and keep your feed on him. Straley, get Dr. Kandel down here now.
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One of them is in the corner, furiously blinking as he tries to regain his sight.
Another is deeper into the room along the back wall, raising a MAC-10 towards them.
A third - clearly the smartest of the bunch - is tossing his pistol to the ground and getting on his knees with his hands in the air.
Two infrared lasers apiece land on the others moments before they're thoroughly ventilated and crumple to the floor. The smart one - a male in his mid-20s in work pants and a ratty t-shirt - seems to shrink back at this, throwing his hands even higher up as Voodoo and Preacher move to the downed gunmen to put insurance rounds in their heads.]
Hey-hey-hey, don't shoot, don't shoot! I give up!
[His accent and vernacular are American, but even beyond that, there's something familiar about him - in the bridge of his nose, in the cut of his jawline...]
Jesus H. Christ.
[That's Benitez over the com link. Apparently he sees it, too.]
Parker, cuff that prick and keep your feed on him. Straley, get Dr. Kandel down here now.