Agent Smith convincing super soldiers to ignore protocol

“But …” Harrison blinked and shook his head. What Smith said made perfect sense, but there was something wrong with it. Something nagging at the back of his mind. “Compromise words,” he said. “Why isn’t the captain using the compromise codes?”
Taylor frowned. “What’s today’s word?”
“Chocolate, I think,” said Polk.
“Six, this is Twenty-one,” Harrison said. “Things that bad, sir? You said this mission was going to be all cake and ice cream, remember?”
“Twenty-one, this is Six. Understood and negative. Release the prisoner and get your legs in gear.”
Smith shook his head. “Could they have learned the codes somehow? Or maybe they’ve got some of his people at gunpoint. He’d lie to keep them safe, wouldn’t he?”
“****, yeah he would,” said Taylor.
Harrison stared into space and tried to work his brain around something. His own nose was bleeding, and he couldn’t remember if Stealth’s vicious attack had caused it or not.
Smith looked at him. “Staff Sergeant Harrison?” He blinked twice. “Yes, sir?”
“I think we need to get the prisoner to the helipad and prepare to leave, don’t you?”
“Of course, sir,” said Harrison.

Excerpt From Ex-Patriots, pg 533
Peter Clines
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