The train sped at a blinding speed, the only sound a low, sharp whistling. It wasn't a large train, only an engine and three cars laden with large, boxy containers holding various supplies. Inside one of the containers were a group of men and women, huddled together in the cramped confines.

"Tracker beacon shows you're nearly at your destination." Came a cool, feminine voice through their earpieces. "Estimate arrival in five minutes. I'll leave the approach up to your discretion. Remember that if you are detected and an alarm is raised there are at least four regional military positions able to supply anything from mecha to aircraft to this position in less than thirty minutes. Move fast." 

The train sped along, the whistle growing higher and duller as it began to slow, sliding into the facility's docking station with a click. There was a low hum of conversation a minute or so later, and the sound of machinery, cranes and clamps latching onto containers and lifting them off. 

"Good luck."

The container doors were a simple double-affair, leading to a narrow pathway in the roofless traincar. Getting off the train was a simple matter of hopping over the side, ground less than eight feet down on either side. To the left as they faced forward was the station, where a quartet of guards in the typical red and black Future Industries uniform idled around a table, two playing Pai Sho while the other pair kibbitzed. The unloading process seemed to be mostly automated, a crane lifting the containers off the train, setting them down on the loading dock, where a pair of lifting bots - boxes with wheels and limbs - opened and began unloading crates from them, crates labeled various chemicals, festooned with warnings like "Biohazard" "Danger" and "Fragile". 

The facility itself was a single large, ugly, box-like structure inside of a compound. Guards and security bots were on the walls, but seemed focused outwards rather than inwards, and they had about one hundred yards of clearance to the right-side wall, with twice that to the front and back. Nearest entrance to the facility proper was a single large loading door that sat open, the bots constantly lifting and carrying boxes inside, presumably into the facility's warehouse. There was a second entrance as well, a small door near the corner, behind the guards, with a security pad beside it. 

"I have aerial recon of the facility. You've got two other possible entry points - there's a rooftop entrance if you think you can get up there. It's about thirty feet up or so. There's also a third door on the opposite side of the structure, near the ornipad, I'd guess the VIP entrance."