"Base this is Whiskey 063." "We're gonna need some updated scans from our zone 3 destination, over." "Copy that Whiskey 63." "Double checking that now." "Scan's all green, you are good to go." "Over." "Affirmative." "Alright ladies, it's time for another walk in the park." "We're 40 seconds out." "Copy that, ma'am." "Hey Coop, you nervous?" "Does your mama know you're out playing with the big boys today?" "Fuck off, Jackson." "Oh, very christian!" "It's ok, God makes exceptions for me." "This your first time in zone 3, Coop?" "Yes, sir." "You'll be fine, just follow protocol and keep your eyes peeled." "Alright guys, listen up" " Gray and Cooper, once we've secured the perimeter you'll stay put and make sure that tower is up and running ASAP." "Me and Jackson will do a quick scan." "Now we haven't had any activity here for a while, but let's not forget... we're in the hot zone." "No visible signs of any exterior damage, probably just the fuses again." "Alright, laying down AVR's." "Opening up in 5, 4, 3 and rock 'n' roll." "All clear." "Give me a beat." "Alright, seismo's online." "Gray, how's it looking?" "Nothing wrong with the fuses... hardware seems intact." "Might be a short circuit." "I'm going to need a minute, Sarge." "Copy that." "We'll leave you to it and get this sweep over with." "Cooper, you keep an ear to the ground." "Roger." "Jackson, you ready?" "Thought you'd never ask." "Hey, check this out." "Sarge, you hear that?" "I hear it." "The signal is too weak to pinpoint." "Whatever it is, it's at least a couple of stories below us." "Wouldn't worry too much about it." "Copy that." "Keep an eye on it." "Let's not push our luck." "Whatever you say, boss." "Holy shit..." "Sarge." "What is it?" "Well, it's something you don't see everyday." "They've never even gone near the equipment before." "Could they have figured it out?" "Not possible." "They're just too..." "Alpha Zero One, we've picked up a large heat source south east of your location." "Adjacent building, about 200 meters from your A-O." "Looks to be at ground level." "Do you copy?" "Copy that WASP, is it moving?" "It's... hold on." "There's a bunch of 'em poppin' up." "Yeah, they're definitely moving in your direction." "You have to get outside, I repeat get outside right now!" "Roger that, WASP." "Sarge?" "Sarge?" "Fuck!" "Alright, we've got freaks on the move." "The guys have gone off com, I'm gonna try and get a better signal." "Pack this shit up, I'll be right back." "Shit..." "You ever seen 'em do anything like this before?" "Well, it's outta the ordinary, I'll give 'em that." "Mark this one." "HQ is gonna love this." "Gray?" "Cooper!" "?" "Shit!" "Gray?" "Sarge?" "Sarge...?" "Gray?" "Sarge?" "Can you hear me?" "Sarge?" "Jackson!" "?" "No......" "No, no, no!" "Jacks, wait!" "Oh shit, I see him!" "Gray?" "Gray, can you hear me, buddy?" "It's a trap." "What?" "What are you talking about?" "Look at him." "He's gone." "No, that's bullshit, they don't know how to set a fucking trap!" "Well, this one does, open your damn eyes!" "You know they wouldn't just leave him like that." "We're getting outta here now, that's an order." "Alpha Zero One do you copy, I repeat, Alpha Zero One do you copy?" "WASP, yes we copy!" "About time, we've been trying to reach you!" "You've got multiple targets closing in." "The atrium is compromised, and we've lost Cooper's signal too." "You need to find another way out, right now." "Copy." "Time to haul ass..." "They're all over the place.." "I can't get a lock on them, they keep overlapping." "Contact!" "Jackson!" "Don't do it, brother." "Better keep running..." "What's going on?" "What are they doing?" "They're not moving, they're just... standing there." "Sergeant, what's happening?" "Why aren't you moving?" "Get ready to engage." "Hold your fire."