Alex paused thinking over what Andie had said. "You could very well be right. Why it would be sabotaged though I don't know." He replied, adjusting their heading slightly. "Hopefully it'll just have been a malfunction, I'm starting to get sick of this place." He said, knowing that any long delays that had here would likely mean having to redo their training exercise, despite the fact a real operation would been much more beneficial anyway. Sometimes he wondered why they were even here. War with Russia wasn't a certainty by any means and, even if it did come to that, he very much doubted a large amount of the fighting would occur in the Arctic circle.

"We're only a few minutes out now, hopefully there are some survivors." He said over the squad's comms so that more than just Andie would hear. There were 8 of them on the mission. Alex and Andie were on the lead snowmobile followed by, Pope and Mother, then Summit and Kiwi, and Silver and Hawk on the last one. Most of the squad's callsigns had some basis in reality. Mother was the fieldmedic, Hawk an excellent Marksman, Pope was probably the most religious and Kiwi was originally from New Zealand, his callsign had never oozed originality. The helicopter came into view and Alex brought the convoy to a halt. "We'll go on foot from here." He said as he dismounted the snowmobile. "Summit, Kiwi, Silver, Hawk, you stay here ready to bring the snowmobiles over. Everyone else with me." He ordered, once everyone had pulled up and disembarked.