Heller pulled his hands from his pockets, subconsciously preparing himself for what was about to come. He noticed Audrey was tapping her foot with nerves. Jack however, looked calm and preserved; he was a natural, Heller thought as a pinch of guilt swept through him. But there was no time to beat himself up, he realised, there were more important things at stake.
Omar was continuing on about Americas disgrace, he wasn't listening he was trying to follow Jacks example and stay calm. He had to at least appear strong before his daughters eyes. Christ, her last image of his would be in a jumpsuit denouncing his country.
"Just so you know," Heller interrupted in a casual, almost mocking tone, "when you put me up on the stage for your little show," he paused again to emphasise his words, knowing it would help to anger these men, "I wont be silent."
Omar took another step closer and peered at Heller curiously, partly wondering where his sudden show or bravado had come from.
"You may say whatever you like, Mr. Heller, before you are murdered before your people!" Omar bluffed, hoping to scare them man back into his subdued silence. Instead he laughed, tauntingly as a smug grin flittered over his face; Omar was furious.
He moved forward grabbing Heller by the throat and slamming him into the wall, his face red with anger as he struggled to contain it. Jack watched but didn't move, it wasn't right, the two guards were still stationed by the door and there grips were still carefully holding there machine guns. He had to wait. Heller noticed this and continued as Audrey refused to watch.
"Go ahead," he muttered "kill me now instead of on the stage you set, show our people how useless you are!"
Omar's grip tightened as he tried to control himself, knowing Marwan would kill him if he didn't complete the task. Heller felt his air become even more restricted and gasped as he fought for conciseness. He felt fear inside, knowing that if he passed out he would not escape. He was angry at himself for even considering it, almost as mad as he was for giving up.
Realising there was nothing else he could do Heller grabbed the mans arms and clawed at them in the pretence of desperation before lifting his knee up sharply and doubling the man over. Heller fell to the floor as Omar toppled backwards, his vision darkening he strained to listen as he herd the shouts of panic and commotion before passing out.
Jack had watched the spectacle with a clenched jaw, going against his urge to step in and help Heller was difficult. He watched with baited breath as Heller attacked the man, before springing into action. The youngest of the men ran towards Omar, as Jack sprang to the shaved headed man behind him, hitting him in the throat with a solid punch. The man let of a bout of shots from his weapon as he fell to the ground chocking; Jack pulled the gun from him before kicking him in the face and firing shots at the young man who had been hastily trying to aim his own weapon at Jack. Omar was on the ground, but more shouts could be herd in the distance.
Tariq, a man who had been guarding the door ran in, looking at the carnage in shock before becoming a piece of the chaos himself, as Jack swiped the gun butt at him, the force almost snapping his neck as he fell to the floor. Audrey watched in shock and before she realised what was happening Jack was urging at her to run, giving her the assault rifle and pleading with her to pull the trigger on anybody who came towards her. Omar was still on the ground, so Jack pulled her through the door and directed her of where to run.
A hostile appeared from behind a stack of crates and before she realised what she was doing the man had fallen in a heap of his own blood, the area around his scattered with holes where the bullets had missed there targets. Jack knew she would be safe, and so urged her to go once more, pulling her back to kiss her tenderly on the cheek before urging her off again. He held the young mans weapon under his own arm, and watched Audrey run through the warehouse, his eyes continually checking the area for more hidden hostiles and to make sure the men on the cell floor stayed there.
Not stopping for breath he hurried back inside the room and made sure Omar was unconscious, before grabbing one of Heller's arm and pulling him up slightly and trying to drag him out of the room. He considered killing the three unconscious men but decided against it, more gun fire would attract more men. Heller came too, gasping in confusion before Jack steadied him against the wall so he could gather his bearings.
Heller looked at Jack as the man handed him the third assault riffle and smiled, they weren't out of the woods yet but they were a damn sight closer to freedom. Jack threw some ammo at him before ordering him to provide cover fire when needed. Heller didn't mind taking orders from Jack, knowing it would keep him alive. Reloading his gun Heller followed Jack as they crept through the warehouse and back into the centre of the compound at a hurried pace. Jack lead them away from Audrey, knowing that any hostiles would go for them and not her - although the route would compromise them, it would almost secure her survival.