Clint lasts 10 whole minutes and manages to drop about 40 out of 100 enemies before a shot to his side leaves him vulnerable and someone grabs him from behind, they didn't kill him, that was not a comforting thought as it should have been. Instead they threw him into the back of a van with 2 armed soldiers, I was really incapacitated and the had the upper hand, I was bound by the hands and feet as well as my elbows and knees. They weren't taking chances it seems.

They stopped at a far away facility where they dumped Clint in a cell, untied him and left him in the cold, damp and clearly hard to escape cell. The walls were rock, the door was solid wood with new steel hinges and the place had to windows, Clint pulled out his phone to see nearly 20 replies

Bruce: you ok?

Nat: Where are you?

Steve: You never told us where you were going

Tony: tracker?
Nat: SHIELD tracker? You cut it out?!

Steve: SHIELD puts trackers where they need to be cut out?

Bruce: That's not healthy

Tony:found it, you're in Iraq?

Nat: CLINT YOU LITTLE SHIT! WHY DIDN'T YOU TELL ME?!

Steve: I assume you know more than us?

Tony: I found your "teammate", really Clint? A dog?

Nat: Send a picture

Tony: picture sent

Nat: CLINT YOU LITTLE SHIT! GET THE HELL OUT OF THERE!
Steve: mind sharing with the class?
Nat: He was deployed by the army into a war zone without telling us

Steve, Nat, Bruce and Tony: left group (temporarily)

Bucky: we'll get you out Clint, don't worry

Tony: rejoined group

Tony: found your dog, led us to your base, please be alive

Clint sighs and begins typing 'I'm ok, prisoner but ok, I'll get out of this'

Nat, Bruce and Steve: rejoined group

Nat: where are you

Clint: I don't know

Bruce: are you hurt

Clint: not yet

Steve: where is the rest of your team

Clint....didn't make it out, Daisy's the last

Tony: Daisy?

Clint: the dog

Tony: oh

Bucky: has invited you to a private chat

Bucky: How are you, really?

Clint: fine

Bucky: Clint

CLint: Bucky

Bucky: grrrr

Clint: :P

Bucky: no seriously

Clint: I'm fine, they will want information though

Bucky: you tell me when that happens

Clint: of course

The lock on the door jiggles and Clint hides his phone behind a stone, a man speaking in Arabic "من أنت ، ما هو اسمك؟" (who are you, what is your name?), Clint answers sarcastically with a snort, the man is less than pleased "احضاره" (bring him!) he yells and 2 large men grab Clint by the armpits, the wound on his side aching as they toss him around like a rag doll. They place him on a table and strap him down tightly as the leader grabs a knob-ed cane from another table and examines it "يا الألم وسوف تجعلك تشعر" (oh the pain I will make you feel) and once Clint is secure he starts caning his feet, Clint repeats a mantra in his head "pain can be ignored, pain can be ignored", not wanting to give the man the satisfaction of a scream.

Once the man is done Clint is dragged back to the cell and dumped there with little regard to his injuries and as soon as the door closes he grabs the phone

Bucky: Promise?

Bucky: Clint?

Bucky: Clint!

Bucky: are you ok?

Bucky: SHit, either they took your phone or you're being tortured

Clint: I'm ok...ish

Bucky: Ish?

Clint: they caned my feet, not going anywhere for a few hours

Bucky: sit rep

Clint: Bullet wound to my side and caned feet

Bucky: that's not it, they will come back

Clint: I know

That is all Clint can take before the exhaustion of the day catches up with him and he passes out on the cold, dirty, damp floor, he at least drops the phone behind him. Clint is rudely awoken by cold water in his face and over his chest and instinctively draws a deep breath only to realize he was drowning, the convulsions set on and he was spasming on the table he was caned on yesterday, it took a moment for his mind to get on board with what was happening but when it did it came to the conclusion that he was being waterboarded while a man yelled at him in Arabic he couldn't hear, he couldn't hear anything. His aids had short circuited the second the water touched them.

He was captured, being tortured and deaf, not good.