Yes, thanks to her military grade bullet-proof vest

Soon, Lieutenant Mills gasped long and hard and took in large gulps of air. Getting herself seated on the ground, she touched the spot above her chest that was fired upon.

"Don't...worry...sir," She panted. "The Level 4 bulletproof vest I found in the classified supply depot protected me. I just need...cough...a moment to catch my breath."

"Oh, thank goodness!" You said, sighing in relief, giving her a quick but grateful kiss on her lips. "I thought you had sacrificed yourself for me. Don't scare me like that again."

Your loyal officer gave you a pained smile but her eyes were all but sparkling. "Is that an order, sir?"

You couldn't help but chuckle at her reaction before being overcome by the urge to kiss her again. This time you took your time for a few more seconds, Mills' lips opening willingly to give you access. Before long, you stopped so she could breathe more easily and as you caressed her cheek, it struck you about how much you had grown to care for your personal guards in general and your good lieutenant in particular.

"Well, dangers abound in this chaotic new world," You acknowledged, your voice soft but sounding as earnest as you felt. "But if you must scare me like that, please ensure you at least try to think through a plan to survive all the same, will you? I want you by my side."

"Truly, sir?" Mills asked, her eyes tearing up a bit.

"Truly," You confirmed with a nod.

You saw Garcia, no longer concerned for her fellow squad member, smile widely at the two of you out of the corner of you eye.

Then she turned at Amelia, Laurel and Kira. "Keep your weapons ready and watch the entrance while I set the other 3 free," She took the liberty to order.

You saw no problem with it, given the circumstances, and they took their positions as you slowly helped Mills up to her feet. By the time she had finished panting and picked back her rifle, all four women were released, their expressions relieved as they started to sit down on the first bench they found.

Then their relief turned to warm smiles, and while they were still clearly self-conscious enough about their nudity to try and hide their pussy lips, hope had returned to their faces as they smiled at you, probably figuring out you were the leader of the group.

"Thank you so much," They all said practically at once, their voices intertwined for a moment.

You took a step forward while Garcia took her vigilant place near the doorway and instructed Laurel to check on the corpses. "You're welcome," You said simply. "My name is Michael. We will try to get you some clothes as soon as we can. But while I can imagine the last few hours must have been horrifying to you, I need to ask, do you know if any other gangsters are left anywhere near?"

They exchanged glances for a moment before the brunette among them was still standing found her voice. "You lot took out seven of these pigs so," She paused, obviously making a quick headcount. "Combining that with the ones among them that died in the firefight where they kidnapped us, that means there is only one left if you also killed the one that was guarding the entrance."

"She is right," Laurel suddenly said as she called out. "None of these sick fucks is Carlos."

You nodded in understanding as Laurel got closer to the women they rescued. "Do you know of another young woman in the building?" She asked, her stare sick with worry. "Her name is Sofia."

The shorter and darker-skinned among the nude women raised her head at the mention. "She was taken to the second floor by this Carlos," She explained slowly. "I saw him drag her up. Apparently, she had tried to leave to look for someone without his permission and said her punishment was going to be to...service him all night long," She added with a wince.

Your eyes narrowed for a moment before you turned to your group. "Then let's go upstairs, finish the mission and make that scumbag pay. Are you all with me?"

Even the recently freed women said yes or nodded in agreement, their outrage beaming like fire from their eyes.

With that, you raised your weapons and advanced, with Garcia guarding your rear, and LT Mills and Laurel armed and ready by your sides.