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"Ah, don't worry about that" Grayson said "Can't have ya wanderin' off again though, especially in this state. Drones won't be able to ID ye as a friendly and it'd be worse still if the Feddies got ahold of ya. So listen, we haven't much time, team's been split into two units, we're headin' to try and snatch whatever intel the Feds have gathered up, the others are gone down below to set charges, this whole place is going boom soon, can't afford to split the team anymore to have anyone help you back, so just stick close, we'll protect ya. Are you injured? Maxi could take a look at it if you are...... Here"

Grayson knelt to fetch Amy's laser pistol from the floor and pressed it into her hand "Just try not to blast any of us in the back ok?" He cast a glance back down at the heap of armor "Your gear's pretty mangled, but we can probably salvage it, just give me a minute"

He raised Stryker on the comms "Got a moment mate?"
"Not exactly, but if you make it quick... What is it?"
"Can you spare a drone? We found Amy, but her armor's taken some structural damage, fairly easy to repair given some time, just with our time limit, it's not like we can break off from the objective and drag it back to the shuttle. Arex still MIA"
"Give me a second... ok I've locked it in, I'll retask a drone to head over there and grab it, damn things are dropping like flies, we've only got 4 left"
"Ok, we'll move on then" He nodded to the squad and slowly began to push forward. He froze up as he heard the steady clank of bootfalls coming behind them.

"Hostiles spotted, Form a line, protect the Commander! Blast them!" A voice cried out, distorted from being filtered through the universal translator. Lasers filled the hallway, and the team had no cover.
"Amy, get down!" Grayson shouted as he threw himself in front of her and began to return fire.