Sergeant William Burkley gripped his shotgun railgun in his hands tightly as the veteran soldier boarded the drop ship, a blank expression on his face, knowing what was to come in the next battle. He didn't need to know the briefing, because Search and Destroy missions were all the same. Get in. Kill. Get back to base unharmed.

Will sat in the drop ship and strapped himself in, his black powered armour glistening in the light inside of the plane. He stared at the two vocal and bickering siblings. "If you two would stop yapping on, we have para normals to kill and lives to save. Speaking of saving, save this argument for later."

He brought up his radio, setting it to HQ. "Assassin here. Helping out the rookies in the mission."