Soldier

Team Ghost

Sesa fixed the scope on his rifle, adjusting it to where he could see the poor bastards nose hairs.
"Tango. Counting six."
Stitches nudges him, and then he sees a covoy show up, just on time.
"I see them. Blow the bridge when the eagle lands." Sesa states, knowing Jo-Jo would gladly do it.

After their initial firefight (Literally for Jo-Jo) they got some directions from the local rebel leader, which lead them to this prison camp.

"3...2...1... Blow the charge." He says, and Jo-Jo hits the detonator.
Almost immediately, they hear a loud boom and the bridge blows in two, stopping the column of fresh prisoners.
"Bravo, sweep in."
Jo-Jo and Sota moved in, silently killing the enemy soldiers with their bare hands and knives.
  
Inside of the trucks, however, wasn't prisoners.
It was kids.
"Bro, we got Eaglets. Tons of them." Sota says into his comm unit, feeling the rage inside of himself burn like a thousand suns.
"Roger your six, Bro. Get them to the nest, and we'll take care of the Hawks. Over and out." He replies, turning to Stitches.
"Bastards are taking kids."
Stitches holds up a shotgun.
Sesa lowers his friend's shotgun.
"No. Get Big Betty." Sesa replies, seeing his friend pick out a small plastic box.
"That's it. That's the big beautiful bitch right there."

Stitches nods, not really a talker.
"Cmon. I sense they need to make an insurance claim." Sesa says, cocking his rifle and sneaking his way into the prison camp with his squad mate.
Stitches takes a small, bug like device out of the box, it being no bigger than a spider, and looking a bit like a cyber one.

"Let's bounce." Sesa says, nodding to Stitches. "Do it."
His friend nods, turning on the bugbot and sticking it to the wall. Inside the enemy was talking.

"What should we do with the new arrivals?"
"Shoot them. They're useless."
"I agree. Totally useless to the cause."
"Then as soon as they get here, they-"

They didn't finish the sentence because Sota pushed the detonator button.
Sesa covered his eyes from the blast, then heard machine gun fire from Jo-Jo.
Stitches and Sota ran in first, then Jo-Jo and Sesa.

Everything slowed to a near halt.
He raised his rifled and fired once, twice, three times.
One head exploded, having been shot between the eyes.  
One eye gets blown out, the brains along with it.
One gets knocked against the wall and shot twice more.

Did you know the human brain was actually blue and grey, and not pink like everyone thinks?
The last one tried to surrender, but Sota cut his head off.
"Clear!"
"Clear, sir!"
"Clear."
Sesa hoists the rifle to his shoulder, looking at the corpses around them.

"Damn. That was text book worthy, guys!" He laughs and hi-fives his friends.
They laugh when another soldier peeks around the corner, raising his assault file to-
Stitches blows the guys head off with his shotgun.
"Missed one."

Sesa nodded.

"Spread out and search the perimeter. If there's anyone here, theyre either tangos or friendlies." He says, checking his ammo.
One round left for the pistol, and one for his rifle.
He was gonna safe that one round, just in case.

"Damn it. Looks like I'm going native." He says, dropping his empty gun and picking up an enemy weapon.
"Ak-47, 7.62x39 millimeter rounds, gas cooled and originally made by our Russian comrades. Its a little old, but it'll do." He says, cocking the weapon and scrounging for ammo.
He found ten clips, all of which he stuffed into his pack.

Sota walked slowly to an iron door, opening it.
What was inside made him stagger away and gag.
He never did that.
Never.

Jo-Jo, Sesa, and Stitches both looked into the room.
Jo-Jo's jaw dropped, and his eyes bugged out.
Stitches already serious face grew pale.
Sesa clenched his jaw, grabbing the radio off of Sotas back.

"Overlord Actual, I got good news and bad news." He says, not taking his eyes off of the room.
"Legion, this is Overlord Actual. What's the news, kiddo?"
"Legion copies. We found the prisoners."
"And? What's the bad news?"
"That is the bad news."
"Damn it... Call the exfil team, Legion. Overlord Actual out."
"Copy that. Legion over and out."

Sesa looked at the corpses of the people unfortunate enough to be captured by ISIS. Men, women, children...
All of them had been shot dozens, hundreds, thousands of times, mercilessly murdered for what they did or didn't believe.

Sota picked up a crusty, bloody doll. The face had been caved in, and its arm ripped off. The tag on it said 'Maliki'.
Whether it was the dolls name or the previous owners, they couldn't tell.
Sota started to shake, slowly putting the doll away in his pack.
Jo-Jo tried to stop him, but Sesa stopped Jo-Jo with his arm, giving him 'The Look'.

His twin slowly, agonizingly drew a knife and walked to the corpses of their fallen enemies, and then said in Souix, "You dogs will burn in the fires of hell for eternity for what you've done."
Then he takes a knee, then begins to slowly scalp the fallen enemy, one by one.