[b]Neo-Umbrella Parking Lot, Siberia[/b]

"So you're saying that you need [i]three[/i] keys to unlock the main door? Why?!"
"I don't fucking know!"
"Alright, whatever. The guys already know what to do, thanks to your boss's weird tendencies to write top-secret information down in an easy-to-access place. You've been real helpful, I-- Hold on a moment, please."

 Julius Aldo stared at the console on the side of the pod. Several immediately-noticeable subspace signatures showed up somewhere in the facility's first sub-basement. Julius re-encrypted his radio's transmissions, alerting the rest of the commandos that they should follow suit.
"We've got a squad-sized incursion. Judging by the signature strength, I'd say UMMA or UMMA offshoot. Avoid using all equipment above tech-tier 0.5, and be ready to provide cover story "Morning S.T.A.R.S.". Prepping cover now!"

Julius entered a complicated sequence into the console, as a small transmitter atop the drop pod activated. Thanks to the wonders of Smart Matter, the initially-opaque coloring and decals shifted and changed color. What used to be black was now speckled shades of white and grey, clearly mimicking winter camouflage. The barely-noticeable Shadow Eternity logo located on the shoulder changed to rank-appropriate insignias fitting the army of the Russian Federation.

Jack Morgan nodded grimly as he spoke to the rest of the squad. "We'll make it through this, bloodshed or no. We are Mother Russia's finest soldiers, and we will not allow these Neo-Umbrella [i]monsters[/i] to ravage our fair country!  Hampus and Clifford, we'll need you to either get handcuffed or act as Roamer-like as possible. And remember: nothing but Russian."