'Good lord. Not them'

'Mr. President, the situation demand people of their caliber. We can not afford to waste any more time. Please give the order sir.'

The president know that the hostages will not come out of this unharmed the longer he delay his decision. But to send in the B-team, suddenly letting the hostages die seem to be a much better option.

'Fine. But do make sure to tell them to keep this clean. Their last mission isn't anything to be fond off'

'I will sir.'

As the general were giving the order, the new advisor seem to be confuse about the B-team, they are special force, trained for the mission. Even if they are worse than the A-team they would more than qualified for the job. Seeing that the advisor have some questions that needed an answer, the colonel brief him:

'Since you are new, you probably don't know about the B-team. They are not B-team because the A-team have better skill, but because of their action on the field. You see, a few years ago they were the A-team, completed a dozen of hard missions without any casualties. But then, after the bloody battle in Kjihian, something change in them. They become more bloodthirsty, more brutal, more savage against their enemy and sometime their allies. Normally they would be relief off duty but since they are too good of an asset to lose, they were made to B-team instead. B as in Brutal. I see why Mr. President don't want them out there, next thing you know, they would massacre everyone. That's the last thing we need after those civillian massacre scandal got sniffed by the media.'

No one the room know, that this faithful decision will bring them into an unwanted war that ravage the entire world they knew.