During all the running around and getting into place, Nic remained calm and collected. He had been in more battlefields than he could count, so why should he try to push all other emotions out and focus on something else? The only emotion he needed was hate. Hate for the Aliens that destroyed Alpha, hate for the friends he lost, hate for every person that said he could never become a soldier. All of this ignited a fire inside him that only death could extinguish. 

Upon receiving the orders, he merely shook his head and placed the thick helmet on, locking it in place. He finally opened up his mouth and spoke a simple sentence as the rear of the VTOL opened, revealing their drop zone. "Бог дал, Бог и взял." (Meaning God Gave, God Took Back) before jumping out of the low-flying craft. 

His large boots cracked the pavement under his weight, and Nic grunted ever slow slightly as he quickly moved to maintain balance. He threw a Russian curse over his comm system and then raised his LMG, scanning the area for anything suspicious. To his left was a civilian, not moving, but seemingly crouched in the corner. He took note of this as he slowly made his way towards the individual, veteran eyes still scanning the area. He noticed that his companions hadn't dropped (At least, he hadn't heard them yet), and did a quick 360 to confirm his assumption. 

Noticing that in fact, they were not directly behind him, he shuffled as quietly as his armor could take him to the civilian, and pushed roughly on his shoulder. "We need to g-FUCK!"
Upon being touched, the Civilians body cracked and crumbled into a pile of flesh and bones. It seemed something burst out from inside of him, and had cleaned his innards out almost completely. Nic cursed once more and called over his comms; "Marius, Torkel, anyone? I've located a civilian body near the Motel, it seems something has...eaten it...sucked it dry. Something. Where are you?".

As if to answer for his team members, Something loosed a horrendous scream from behind, apparently from the small parking area that was in front of the Motel. Despite his size, Nic had the reflexes of a cat, and he quickly spun around and began firing in bursts at the nearby vehicles, hoping for a lucky shot on whatever had caused the noise. Deciding the best thing to do was to push his large frame into some sort of corner, Nic backed up over the dead civilian's body, his Titan armor crushing the remains into a human pancake. 

Becoming frustrated at the fact that nothing had died yet, Nic flipped to full auto and sent laser beams rocketing into the ground and every car in the parking zone. A few caught on fire, and one blew up, obviously must have been carrying some sort of flammable item. A loud clicking noise interrupted his barrage of beams however as his cartridge ran dry. At this time, a dark and tall shape took the opportunity to sprint around the side of the building and out of sight. By the time Nic had his large Laser rifle fitted with a new cartridge, the Alien was already gone. 

"Once more he called over his comms; Contact. Enemy. East side of Motel, Armed and Dangerous. Be careful, comrades."