Mars glanced out of the hole blasted in the side of the hallway that he and his 'men' were clearing, noticing the swirling figure in the courtyard below. Now there was a challenge that he was eager to defeat. With a three minute timer, however, and the explosion of their escape chopper, he knew they didn't have any time to waste. Holding the stolen rifle with a soldier's practice, he called out to the troops as he barreled down the hallway under the cover of a storm of precise bursts.<b>"Hostile LZ and a downed bird, boys. Evac ain't coming, so it's time to bust out!"</b>He wasn't expecting much of a vocal response, although one came. When he was at the helm of a fighting force, it didn't matter if it was accented English or broken Spanish, Mars understood his men. He could read their fury, their fear, their anxiety, and he could replace it with tempered resolve. They progressed down the hallway, a hail of gunfire and electric bolts clearing out the guards mustering an attempt to secure the hallway.<br/><br/>Inside of Mars' head, the map of the battlefield adjusted as the parameters he was aware of were taken into consideration. Helicopter, down. Unknown superhuman, courtyard. Hallway Three, hostile control. Hallways One and Two, friendly control. Hallway Four, status unknown. Armory, status unknown. Infirmary, status unknown. Motorpool, status unknown. Warden's office, status unknown.<br/><br/>Turning down the stairs, he led his men to the ground floor of the hallway on their way towards Mars' best guess of the location of the prison motorpool. He remembered the long ride in an armored vehicle that had carried him and many of his fellow inmates into the prison. Now, it was time to use them for their escape.<b>"Remember that motorcade, boys? Let's see how well they ride!"</b>One of his troops, a Hispanic man holding a crude shiv blinked beyond a doorway blocking their path, screaming a battlecry as he stabbed at the spine of a guard locking down a panel that controlled the steel gate. After a moment's delay, the united super-criminals proceeded onward past the opened passage.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>