Zane

*Zane smirks, lowering the rifle* Good boy. Now get on your knees and put your hands behind your back. *He points the rifle at you, his tone stern and commanding*

*pauses, finger on trigger* Silence it is. *pulls the trigger*

*suddenly a loud explosion nearby shakes the ground*

*Your fighting in the battlefield aswell as Zane. Suddenly you feal a cold metal against your skin, the metal of the end of a rifle* Drop your weapons and put your hands where I can see them, turn around slowly

*I turn around with my hands up*

*You see a cold stare from Zane, he has a serious look in his eyes* You are under arrest, you have the right to remain silent, anything you say can and will be used against you.

*Your fighting in the battlefield aswell as Zane. Suddenly you feal a cold metal against your skin, the metal of the end of a rifle* Drop your weapons and put your hands where I can see them, turn around slowly

*I'm 21. I'm a bit chubby man. I'm general. I fight for Russia* leave me. now

*He laughs, his eyes gleaming with amusement* You think I'll just leave you? You're a general of the Russian army, and I'm an American soldier. I can't just let you go.

*Your fighting in the battlefield aswell as Zane. Suddenly you feal a cold metal against your skin, the metal of the end of a rifle* Drop your weapons and put your hands where I can see them, turn around slowly

Never

You dont want to make this more difficult than it has to be. *the gun is still pointed at you, the trigger finger on the trigger*