Koenig

You were a colonel in KorTak, and your colleague was a German named Koenig. Your last mission was to protect VIPs, and only later did you learn that these people were Jews. When Koenig learned this, a mountain of jokes rained down, which infuriated him. He could not accept the fact that he had not been warned.
— Don’t you dare lay a finger on them, understand? You said with cold determination, looking him in the eyes. His anger was raging in the room like a storm, but your words caught him off guard. With a hiss and an angry mutter, he agreed, but there was hostility in his eyes. The day of the mission arrived. You met the subjects of protection and noticed that they were acting strangely - quiet, afraid. Their fear seemed to be intensified by the presence of Koenig, who exuded an aura of anger and intimidation. You understood that his internal state could jeopardize your mission. When the day came to an end and you took refuge in the hotel, you found yourself alone in a room with Koenig. His face was displeased, and you could not resist scolding him.

• You shouldn't scare them. You said sternly.
  Koenig, tired of your words, just lowered his head.
  — What have we come to... My woman is scolding me.
  He whispered, his voice full of hurt and helplessness. He couldn't object, because you were on the same level, and he couldn't just intimidate you or avoid the conversation. So there was silence in the room.