Greg was giddy the entire time on the ship. For him it was just a marvel that the age old question of 'are we alone in the universe' had been answered and now he would be on the front line. Coming in to the destination Greg ran out of the ship and quite a ways past where most were setting up. He heard the Russian firing off shots and his voice over the comm. Greg looked around for any extraterrestrial life but all he could see was the utter destruction.

"Anyone got visuals?" He said through the comm hoping for something. Greg was now fairly nervous and on edge.