Danforth and Krakauer were the only ones captured already with a lot of bruises all over their bodies, because of the many falls they had had while coming down the 'Valley of Sounds', one week before.
They were thrown on the floor with their hands cuffed and they stayed just there, but Krakauer didn't stop screaming and shaking.
“ASSHOLES, ASSHOLES, ASSHOLES”
He never stopped: he kicked and screamed as if he was crazy.
Garner looked at him as if he was an alien.
Then two men jumped on him, but they couldn't hold him still, not even in two.
“Stop that, soldier”
“YOU BASTARD ASSHOLES, FUCK YOU!”
Krakauer bit the wrist of one of the two men. Garner moved back as if he had seen a raging bull coming out from its pen.
“Holy shit” he said.
The bitten guy moved back too.
One of the guards was holding his wounded wrists, while the other was still fighting against Krakauer.
He tried to jump on the recruit, but only received a kick on the sternum in return, that made him fly to the other side of the room.
Garner turned to run away, but found Danforth in front of him, who head butted him.
The sound it made was really similar to a watermelon falling on the floor.
Garner moved back a little because of the blow and blinked his eyes, but immediately recovered from the shock.
“You don't know anything about survival, do you?” he said to Danforth.
Then he put one hand in one pocket and threw the handcuff keys in front of Danforth's feet.
The recruit looked to the keys puzzled, like an animal in front of a piece of meat that could be bait.
Then he quickly grabbed the keys and moved away from the instructor, while he opened his handcuffs.
Then he threw them to Krakauer.
From the sounds coming from the corridor, Danforth understood that more instructors were coming in.
“They won't take part” Garner said.
And then:
“Come on”
He beckoned the guy to come close, in a gesture of challenge.
Danforth assumed the guard position, just like boxers do.
“Boxing? Oh please...” said Garner.
Danforth looked to Krakauer perplexed.
In reply, Krakauer nodded to him and went out into the corridor to face the instructors that were coming in.
Danforth then hunched his head inside his shoulders and moved towards Garner.
He saw Garner starting a punch, so he moved his body sideways to avoid it... But it was already over. It was over before it could even begin.
Danforth flew across the floor after a half somersault, and with no clue at all about what had just hit him. Then he knocked his head on the floor with such violence that he saw stars.
Garner had 'brushed' him with a kick on his ankles that had literally made him fly away.
The punch he had seen a while before, was just an intentional dummy. Seeing that Danforth probably had boxing experience, Garner kicked him, because in boxing there are no kicks at all.
When Danforth was finally OK, he rose to his feet again.
Garner smiled a calm smile, almost respectful.
“Lesson number one” he said.
“When you are captured, never use force... Never ever”
The second lesson came almost threashing Danforth to death.
Garner stopped only some minutes later, to ask Danforth if he wished to quit.
Danforth replied no.
Garner then continued that way almost all night.