Wolverine slipped through what one would call defenses, though with what happened so far the defense would be lacking. A whiff of fear was in the air, it was much stronger outside where the last remaining MRD troopers were. A thick metal door was all that stood in the way of the mutant, it had heavy bolts to keep the door intact, a command console with a key card wipe next to it as well. Wolverine did not have an id card with him, even if he did it was not as much fun as tearing through the door itself. Like an angry beast Logan began to slash at the metal door, it was thicker then it looked but not thick enough to stop him tearing into it. A slash ran across the bottom of the door, another slash went at a 33 degree angle and one more which was the same but on the other side of where the last slash was made. 

Cyclops: "Colossus, how are things on your end?"

Colossus: "Things are good, no worries."

Cyclops: "Tomahawk..... Forge how you guys doing?"