LT listened to Yoruha and Foulke, silently thinking of what would be the best course of action. He spoke up, the speakers in his suit synthesizing a cold but smooth voice.

"I agree with Foulke. The A.I. core is most likely to contain pertinent information. It is your call if we split up, but again, finding RO Team 21 would be our secondary priority."

Just then, the sound of a gun went off. LT turned to see what it was, and if he could have furrowed his brow he would have. "I was under the impression there weren't any biometrics on this station. So what's that currently covering half the hallway?" he said dryly. LT tilted his head, a signal to his second in command.

Hephaestus immediately understood. "Ralph, CQ, get your mechanical asses over here. We're retrieving the body for analysis. Slate, I want your scope on the hallway. Drop anything that appears hostile."

Ralph was helping the so called grunts with building the firebase. Setting down the piece of equipment he was carrying, he walked over to Hephaestus. CQ joined them, and she lit up her flamethrower, taking point. Slate simply got into position, aiming down the hallway with his rifle, 'Billy'. 

The three of them edged forward securely, passing the GalSen soldiers. They quickly approached the body, and, barring any unfortunate surprises, Ralph picked up the body and they retreated back behind friendly lines.