Stuck in an elevator with two soldiers

You were riding in an elevator with soldiers. You were new, a young cadet, maybe 15 or 16 years old. You weren't familiar with the soldiers, but their uniforms had small badges with their first, last, and middle names written on them. The first and middle names were abbreviated. Suddenly, the elevator wobbled and stopped.

One of the men asked coldly and irritably. It was Grom.

Grom: What? Are you fucking serious?

Another supported him. Walter said.

Walter: And I told you that you should have gone on foot.