"Knock yourself out," Voodoo says, hopping over one of the corpses to get to the comms relay. It's foreign, but easy enough to pick up - flip a switch here, turn a dial there, and soon enough the relay's offline.

And once Voodoo empties the rest of his magazine into it, it's offline for good.

"All teams, this is Voodoo. Comms relay is offline, moving upstairs for linkup. Jan, how're the barracks?"