Tanaka heard the broadcast and watched the doctor leave and broke into a near a quick pace back to his quarters and came crashing into his quarters. He threw his locker open and quickly as he could slide on his plate carrier and left the quarters. “Let go Marines we haven’t got all day.” Said a grizzled sergeant as Tanaka and other marines rushed in to a lift. They poured out of the lift in an orderly fashion moving to the armory. “Marines we are going into unknown territory and must prepare for anything.” Tanaka shuffled in the line as they passed through the armory gearing up.

Tanaka filled his plate carrier with magazines for the TAR-21 and two magazines for the Glock-17 and slid the pistol into its holster and connected the TAR-21 to his sling. Tanaka and two marines been started a slow patrol around the crew deck. “This is Tanaka my team is in position.” He said into his radio as they steeled themselves for anything that could come. “Roger.” Announced his radio as a message was returned over the radio. “I hate first contact.” He whispered to himself.