Gale pulled the radio and switched to the MTF channel.

"All Task Forces, this is Sergeant Gale, we'll be at the facility shortly, but we will have to land farther away for covert reasons. And do not get too cocky, Insurgency's bound to have the place secure. You all know where to go, Delta 7 will take Gate A.

Gale switched to another channel and said, "Everybody, switch to secure channel shortly, you'll hear everything that goes on. And by the way, welcome to the facility, Doctor Kelman."

The heli lowered and Gale turned to everybody else.
"Guys, remember your training. Trials, keep our backs. Slade, take a light machine gun or something else, that sniper ain't gonna fit in the corridors. Docotr Lavrov... just keep close, eh?"

He pulled out his AA-12 automatic shotgun and loaded it with dragons breath rounds. .

"I like to keep this for close encounters.... remember who's in charge, move out."

With that, Trials rocketed out of the helicopter, eventually positioning himself behind it. At full power, the engines on his boots were louder than the helicopter's! His weaponry unit on his right arm, in the form of a metallic hand, reformed into a small minigun. He reached to the side of his mechanical eye, revealing a switch. He flipped the switch, and Gale's radio sounded.

"Hehehe. This is going to be a lotta' fun, ey Gale? Them Insurgency wankers will be dead by nightfall!"

*Back at the temp. facility*

Trex looked up at Kelman.

"My name is Philip Trex, and this is my girlfriend Arrianna Rosalene"

He pointed over to the female Ender next to him, who appeared to be sleeping.

Omniary: fuck you anglerfish can't smell
Dr. Trialtrex21: how you know bitch
Omniary: it probably could smell you though
could probably smell your fucking dank ass nasty powersuit structure gel trog ass enslaved protein bullshit sloshing in your suit from a mile away

The entire team landed on the ground and everybody was ready. However, as they looked about, only trees were found.

The radio buzzed and out came the heli's pilot, "This is where I leave. You are one kilometer away from the facility, so there will be walking. Have fun!"

Gale glared daggers at the heli and looked back to the team.

"Guess the action is for later., but it ain't that far. By the way, Slade, since when did you have dragon's breath rounds?"

"Since the breach. 008 doesn't like flames, and there could still be a stragler or two. Think of it as a field test."

Suddenly a tree splintered, and a sniper shot was heard.

"Hit the deck!"

He dropped to the ground and unslung his Barret 50. Cal. He waited for the second shot. He heard it, and looked. He saw a glimmer on a hill. He looked through his scope and spotted a sniper. He held his breath and fired. The man's arm tore off and he rolled on his back. Slade waited a moment, then fired another shot at the man's head, obliterating it.

Slade scouted the area and spotted a squad of Insurgents.

"Switch to long range boys, and take em out. Do it nice and quick."

"Nice to meet you, Dr. Strange. I'll try to make sure I'm not mutilated by SCPs." Dr. Kelman was always surprisingly good at making lighthearted remarks even in situations that made him uncomfortable.

"It´s better for you to know me as a legend... For your own safety," said Dr. Strange.

A legend? Dr. Kelman asked himself. Well, I might as well go along with it. "For my own safety."

"And yes, ze chaos insurgency vants ze SCP to use then for seir benefit, quite strange group of people, i got to take a cup of coffee wis one of then and die rest room ended up like a mess. Oh, zose lovely good old times."

Okay, there's definitely something wrong with this guy. And he calls them strange. Dr. Kelman was a bit intimidated by Dr. Strange's personality, so he kept his thoughts to himself.

Dr. Trex then introduced himself and Dr. Rosalene.

"Nice to meet you, too, Dr. Trex." He noticed Dr. Rosaline was sleeping. "Long night?"

Gale hid behind the tree. SO much for a kilometer walk in the park. He'd hoped he wouldn't need a bulky sniper, of course he hadn't even bothered to switch yet.

Slade, you got something to quite that thing? It's way too loud, and those guys will hear us from a mile away"

Taking out the much smaller sniper, he aimed towards the squad. Four men, full vests, and what looked like one with a light machine gun.

Switching again to the radio, "We got squads of Insurgency moving around, watch out".

"Yeah, I had a suppressed SCAR H with an ACOG. PVT. Derek, hold the fifty and don't drop her."

He walked to another MTF member and took the squad supply bag. From it he extracted his gun.

"Alright lads, lets do this surgical."

"Don't get too ahead of yourself there, Slade. We should take this slow, we have all day."

Gale started forward, his rifle aimed out. Even with the single squad, the whole place was bound to be flooded with Insurgency, but the only one was the squad. Gale began to take shots at them.

"Slade, we should probably push in."

Trials had spotted the squad of insurgency members, the same one that Gale and Slade had targeted. He flew towards them, but as he got closer, one of the engines on his boots went out. Something must have gotten caught in them! He eventually spun out of control and landed nearby the squad, creating a cloud of dust and debris. Surprisingly, he was uninjured. His metallic plating really served it's purpose!

As he got up, he noticed that the squad had already aimed their weapons at him. All he did was smile. His mechanical eye spun and centered on them, scanning. He spun the barrels on his minigun and raised it at them. They raised their weapons and fired. He jumped over them as their bullets followed. He landed beside them and fired his minigun straight into the heads of the first two. The other three ran. Trials' smile grew wider and his minigun reformed into his propeller-type weapon. He ran up behind them and swung the weapon, cutting their heads clean off.

Trials shook off the blood from the blades on the weapon. The blades then folded up and reformed into a metallic hand. He looked over in Gale and Slade's direction, scanning. He spotted them and waved.

Omniary: fuck you anglerfish can't smell
Dr. Trialtrex21: how you know bitch
Omniary: it probably could smell you though
could probably smell your fucking dank ass nasty powersuit structure gel trog ass enslaved protein bullshit sloshing in your suit from a mile away