El Tee nods to Xyl, "That sounds like an idea. Maybe portal him into a wall, like you suggested, or half a mile into the air, or even into a vat of syrup. Just something to get him out of commission and out of our hair." He pushes himself off of the backwards chair. "Alright. Unless anyone else has anything to add, then we need to get moving because people are dying. Gear up and meet in the weapons room in less than 5 minutes." Assuming everyone will do their part, El Tee leaves.
He heads down to the weapons room, popping the subvocal mic into his ear on the way down. After he arrives, he holsters a sidearm and one of those new Tasers that Techno has been working on. He then grabs some webgear and puts it on over his fatigues. On the webgear, he puts in four magazines for the sidearm, four reloads for the taser, two gas grenades, two smoke grenades, and two explosive grenades. In his thigh holster, he places a dart gun that shoots transceivers, so that Techno can have more blips on his radar.
As everyone else arrives, he helps divvy out weapons and such. "Last chance for a bathroom break before the excrement strikes the oscillating device."