"Deuce!" He growled as he stopped outside the door of his room. "I have no idea what you are trying to achieve, but hiding and fighting back will not help you anywhere" He placed both hands on his gun, preparing the first shell. "Especially fighting me" He said and waited for a response from Deuce. "Let us talk, like grown mature men, face to face without violence"
"Doors open.." Deuce broke a lamp and stripped the wire being sure not to actually touch the wire. With careful work he hid the wire in the floor just enough to shock anyone with something metal. He also went into the batroom and got water on the floor infront of the wire and runs another wire behind the first wire. He turned the two broken lamps on and waited for Greg.
[You do not have any ammo, G2G-9. It was all to be spended and you are out of ammo ✅ ]
"Who cares?" He said, kicking the door up by force. He stopped by the doorway and shook his head. He could not believe he was getting one of his own soldiers by force like this. He walked into the room and stopped as he noticed the water on the floor, by the bathroom door. He had no intention of stepping in it, as he stopped where he was. He raised his shotgun and aimed towards the bathroom. "Come out with your hands above your head. You will be sorry if you do not. Trust me!"
From under the bed Deuce did not move or breath keeping his position completely hidden from Greg. He was just waiting for Greg to go forward hoping he would think not to step in the water and get shocked. He would only have to stop short of the puddle or step over it either way if he went to the bathroom he was shocked. If only there was high enough voltage to do more than stun. He knew he couldn't be seen from the lack of his vision and no light reached his body.
"Before I go all joyful and shoot your room into pieces, I want you to know that we keep every room under watch with hidden cameras. I keep a constant contact with the survey team. I give you a final chance to come out" He said and took his shotgun in shooting position. He placed one hand over his ear and nodded slightly to himself. "Do not do anything stupid, Deuce!"
"If I wanted you dead, believe me, you would be dead. I am here to build a team, but I can not do that if people DISOBEY ME ALL THE TIME!" He said, turning and opening fire against the leg of the bed, bursting the leg into pieces and making a third of the bed fall down. "You know what I like about this shotgun. It has the strength of two and double the cluster of a normal one" He said, starting to chittchat a little bit. "GET OUT OF THERE! NOW!"
Deuce slides out from under the bed and kicks the shotgun into the air and catching it as its falls. He holds it in the prone position and uses the pump to force all the shells out fo the gun one by one. He refrains from snapping the shotgun in tow and throws it at the door. "We'll talk man to man no weapons. No fists."
"SIT!" He said, pointing at the now slightly broken bed. He had his arms crossed and kept a constant eye on Deuce. "You are making a whole lot of people angry with your behaviour" He paused for a moment "I am amused, but annoyed. Let us not bring me to angry" He paused for a moment "Now........ Tell me WHAT THE HELL YOU ARE TRYING TO ACHIEVE?!"