The prisoner hadn't a second to look surprised before holes appeared all over her. By the time she got a scream out, the bullets had reduced her jumpsuit to rags, burrowing through the orange fabric and into her flesh. She thrashed like a fish out of water, eyes bulging, lips flapping, wounds spurting blood, her struggles useless against her restraints. A single shot to the forehead silenced her, leaving only the sound of shells dropping to the floor. She slumped down, blood pooling at her feet, as the squad put a few more shots in her unprotesting body.