[b]COMMANDER ALICIA BELEREN[/b]
[b]HANGER BAY 3[/b]
[b]STATUS: OPTIMAL[/b]

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Commander Alicia Beleren stood the furthest away from the rest of the "commanders". Despite her military duties, she really wished she was with her troops. Getting tasks done were way more important rather than discussing how to investigate an obvious death trap. All this technology that the Ryukyuan leader was confusing but it seemed to demonstrate the point well so Alicia watched and listened to the presentation without trying to hurt her brain trying to figure out how it worked. Then it was Foulke's turn to speak. Alicia knew all to well who this joker was, so it would not be surprising to those who caught her rolling here eyes when he spoke up, however, splitting up did seem like a good idea. "Three Recon Squads will join both teams." She offered after LT put in his two cents. "If we split up, the quicker we done, and quicker we go home." She said. 

Even though her English was basic compared to everyone else, she didn't care. She confidently walked over to the hologram display and pointed. "Team 1 should go here to robot brain. Team 2 should look here." Alicia said, trying to explain her plan. She then noticed a large room between the two. "Rendezvous here." Alicia finished, pointing to that room. It was then that the chaos ensued. As soon as even the wailing was heard, Alicia dashed away from the group, nearly sprinting towards her Platoon. As she was running, she slung back over her MK28 so she had it held in her hands in a comfortable position. Then a gunshot. When she arrived, there was a desolated body and many soldiers in shock. The Recon Platoon had entirely dropped what they were doing, drawing all of their guns, even with Yuppie who only had his two pistols.

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[b]LIEUTENANT AARON CROMWELL[/b]
[b]HANGAR BAY 3[/b]
[b]STATUS: OPTIMAL[/b]

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Aaron Cromwell, or Yuppie as his troops love to call him, stared down the hallway, both of his pistols trained on the body. It was... unreal. It was like that man was literally falling apart, and he didn't even seem... alive. Before his head was blown to pieces. He raised his forearm spun his finger and brought it back down, enclosing his hand into his fist. "Tracker Squad!" He called out. His squad convened on his position, with their vectors and Shaun wielding the MK28 for Tracker Squad. "What is plan, Yuppie?" Shaun asked. Aaron raised an eyebrow as his squad member referred to him as "Yuppie". Aaron looked at him dead in the eye. "The plan, [i]corporal[/i], is to get the rest of the platoon here on the double." He then reached for his earpiece and pressed down as it was already tuned to their squad's comm channel. "7th Recon Platoon, 7th Recon Platoon, regroup on Tracker Squad. Cromwell, over and out." He ordered. 

Now all 6 squads were accounted for, the Commander also joined her platoon. "Cromwell!" She demanded. "What is going on!?" Commander Beleren interrogated. The Lieutenant saluted as the Commander asked what was happening. "Ma'am, insurgent of strange origin approached the base, ma'am! He was shot ma'am." Alicia turned to the decrepit body as it was being checked. It was then that the tunnel became immensely dark, with many yellow eyes shining through, and then more wailing. "PLATOON! NIGHT-VISON, FORMATION FIREBASE!" She called out. Like perfectly synchronised clockwork, all six squads of the 7th Recon Platoon took position. Each squad's formation was all of the SMG's in a semi-circle with the soldier using the MK28 in the middle of said semi-circle. The front line would be crouched while the marksmen stood up. It was then they waited for the command to fire.