<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 150%; line-height: 116%;"><span style="color: #FF0000">Major Tom ‘TT’ Theophilus Peters</span></span></div><br/><br/><div style="text-align: center;"><a class="postlink" href="http://i1343.photobucket.com/albums/o793/Galvin_Fugazi/0b1c5703-1ec6-4951-9974-ee41ec21aa28_zps54ccd4dc.jpg">[ img ]</a></div><br/><br/><div style="text-align: justify;">Tom nodded at Karra's comment. I would probably smell like rotten eggs out there. Maybe he should take her on a romantic walk.<br/><br/><span style="color: #FF8000">"Yeah, you are right. And I had just planned to take you on a romantic walk in the moonlight with some kisses under one of those trees. Damn, there goes my plan..."</span><br/><br/>Tom joked, but before he or Karra could tease each other some more a red alert started blinking. Tom quickly hammered on the control until they had infrared and visual feed from outside. It was a perimeter breach and Tom first felt good about seeing three most likely humans walking up to the plane - until he saw the weapons. He quickly opened the comm to the passenger area.<br/><br/><span style="color: #FF8000">"Sergeant Major, I need you in here. Immediately!"</span><br/><br/>When the door bust open and the bulky soldier entered, Tom waived him over and pointed to the weapons.<br/><br/><span style="color: #FF8000">"No time for long explanations, Sarge. I have no idea where we are, the atmosphere looks stränge and we are not alone out there. Look at those weapons, ever seen something like that before?"</span> <br/><br/>Tom looked in amazement at the weapon, which looked like it was entirely made of some polymer and there was some light emitting from the rear part. It was bulky, like a grenade thrower, but there was no bore visible. Whatever those weapons were shooting, it were no projectiles.<br/><br/><span style="color: #80BF00">"Nope. Have to pass on that. Can you take them out or do we have to take care of that?"</span><br/><br/>One of the three persons clad in some green nomex-like jumpsuit with a face mask was now next to the plane and one other walked up hesitantly. The third one stood too far away for what Tom was planning<br/><br/><span style="color: #FF8000">"I can take those two at the plane with a combined flash bang and electric shock attack. The third one will most likely be shocked for fourty seconds. You have to wait ten seconds before you can open the door. If you can take the last one in the remaining time, you are free to do so. If not, prepare to shoot first."</span><br/><br/>The soldier gave his ok and rushed out to prepare his commandos. Tom's finger hoovered over the button for the defense weapons. The second one was now close to the plane and finally both had their hands on the shiny metal. Tom counted down from five and then pressed the button.</div>