"We have...wait one, Otter." Voodoo looks around at the raiders, who're now policing up useable weapons and ammunition. Jan's got a bad cut on his arm, but it's nowhere near anything major. Logan's pretty messed up all around, but he'll make it. As for the rest, they're in one piece and happy to be.
"Otter, we have two WIAs. Both are still combat effective. No KIAs or MIAs to report, over."
"Hey, Voodoo!" Brandon shouts from a nearby doorway.
"Yeah?"
"You're gonna wanna see this!"
"Wait one, Otter," Voodoo says, then follows Brandon into the room.
And stops dead in his tracks.
"Holy shit."
It's what looks to be the command post for this rig - more importantly, it's an intel goldmine. Radio receivers, encryption algorithms, maps - whatever the Combine war machine needs to control this rig, it's in here.
"Otter, this is Voodoo. We just hit the jackpot. This place's CP has intel out the wahzoo. Maps, radios, codebooks, you name it. Even got a map of Combine positions all over the continent."
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Date: 2011-07-05 05:54 am (UTC)"Otter, we have two WIAs. Both are still combat effective. No KIAs or MIAs to report, over."
"Hey, Voodoo!" Brandon shouts from a nearby doorway.
"Yeah?"
"You're gonna wanna see this!"
"Wait one, Otter," Voodoo says, then follows Brandon into the room.
And stops dead in his tracks.
"Holy shit."
It's what looks to be the command post for this rig - more importantly, it's an intel goldmine. Radio receivers, encryption algorithms, maps - whatever the Combine war machine needs to control this rig, it's in here.
"Otter, this is Voodoo. We just hit the jackpot. This place's CP has intel out the wahzoo. Maps, radios, codebooks, you name it. Even got a map of Combine positions all over the continent."