Alex did as asked of her by the enemy soldier. Turning around slowly with, resting her hands on her helmet. However, her helmet would not stay on for long as the over sized bully tore the thing off her head. Showing the two soldiers just what they where chasing after. Thinking very carefully about grabbing her side arm only to catch the sight of another Russian soldier pointing a weapon at her. This one a female. A machete blocking Alex’s view of Ghost as Hannibal gave her the command to walk, at the same time feeling the man grab a hand full of hair causing Alex’s head to go back some.<br/><br/>Her first few steps where nothing but subbles. Clearly her hurt ankle giving her problems as she was forced to walk back toward the crashed helicopter.<br/><br/>_____<br/><br/>The walk was painful for Alex to manage, enough pain to cause the girl’s eyes to water. But she knew they would not care about there new captive’s injury. Ghost looking back every once and a while to see what was keeping Hannibal and their captive. But the walk would be over soon, watching who she took as the leader of this little group tossing the man that had her by the hair a pare of handcuffs before giving out an order.<br/><br/>Ghost had came up behind Hannibal and Alex, having stopped to take a look at the mess that was once a helicopter. Seeing the dead trapped in there cold metal grave. It was no sooner then she had rejoined the group that she heard her officer call out for her to join him in doing a sweep of the area. Could he not see that she had just ran a good three miles after the woman her and Hannibal just brought back. But like always, with out a word she did as told. Fixing her weapon back to her back and started out on the sweep. Not waiting for the officer to follow.<br/><br/>At first Alex just thought the man that had damn near pulled her back to this area was just going to cuff her and put her next to what seemed to be another captive. But no, that did not quite happen. Feeling the Polish  lift her off her feet and in one smooth -- okay not so smooth -- movement had her flipped over his knee like a child. Before she knew it her wrist where being pulled behind her back and the cold metal slapped onto her. The metal damn near digging into her flesh. It was only when she felt him stop for a moment did she dare to try and put up a fight…even though she knew it was worthless to try. Even if she did get away they would have a bullet in her back with in seconds with her ankle as fucked up as it was now.<br/><br/>In moments though she was tossed to the ground next to the other captive. Hearing the comment he had to say only followed by a quick slap to his face. Listen to each enemy soldier take turns treating the man before looking up at him from where she was tossed as if to say, ‘Guess you should keep your mouth shit.’<br/>