spread-eagled across a waist-high butcher-block table , face-down with his buttocks at the table edge and his feet planted firmly on the floor , his fatigues and green underpants down around his ankles , a soldier was being sodomized by one of his colleagues as two others waited their turn ; i could see that one of those waiting was the sergeant with the impressive moustache and just as hans indicated with silent gestures that wed better move on i realized that nobody in the room was physically forcing the soldier on the table to remain in that position .