Edmund made his way through the corridors at an incredibly quick pace, trying to get to the main access hallway as quickly as possible. The sooner they got to the generator room the higher the chance they could hold it. He only hoped that they would make it there before the drones did. If they didn't this ship would end up being their tomb. The hallways leading to their destination didn't seem to bear any good news, all they found of those that had tried to stop the drones were corpses. And there were only a couple downed drones leaning against the walls. This was not good, this was not good at all. Memories of the last time he dealt with a Grey boarding party flashed through his mind as they closed in on their destination. The smell of charred flesh grew thick in the air as they approached, and then a voice came over the comms. "<span style="color: blue">This is Combat Mechanic Arina, I'm in a side hall just within sight of the Primary Access hallway. The hallway has been taken and is now heavily defended.</span>" Edmund came to a stop, standing in the middle of Junction I and looking at the destruction. He could see what appeared to be drones, but couldn't count them from this distance. He got behind cover and signaled for those in his squad to do the same and keep an eye on the drones that were down the hall. "<span style="color: blue">I can make out at least 3 Support Drones, a handful of grunts with them, and a few scouts are searching around for survivors.</span>"<br/><br/>Edmund looked around where he sat for a moment, making sure there were no threats he had not noticed, and then spoke into his own comms, "<span style="color: red">We are in Junction I, do you think you could rendezvous with us Arina? If you don't think you can manage without drawing attention we can come to you.</span>" A moment after he finished the question another voice came up over comms. "<span style="color: brown">Captain Velucelli, reporting in. Got a rook with me, couple of scratches but he's fine. We are heading towards the Generator room. Leaving Armory 24J, heading towards Junction I.</span>" Followed by another, "<span style="color: navy">HELLO? Is anyone here? Medic Morimoto here! Sergeant? I don't know where I am. Marine Tate is dead, there are Grey drones after me. I will evade as long as I can.</span>"<br/><br/>Edmund took another look out of cover and down the hall at the drones as Sandra picked off a few scout drones. The main group of drones seemed to be ignoring the sniper fire, their main objective was obviously the generator and not the marines taking potshots at them. This both comforted Edmund and worried him intensely. The drones were between them and the generator and they had the same destination in mind. However they also weren't going to try and take out the distant marines. Edmund turned his comms back on as he got back behind cover, "<span style="color: red">Morimoto, turn on your visor's HUD. I have a nav point up with our location. We are in Junction I of the Primary Access Hallway. Do not try to get to us via Junction H, I repeat, do not try Junction H. It is overrun. If you can get into the hallway between I and J we can provide covering fire.</span>"<br/><br/>Edmund looked around and tried to figure how they were going to get through those drones. If they were going to fight their way through they needed every man they could get, and one of the most experienced wasn't even there wither them. He spoke over comms once more, "<span style="color: red">Donovan, where are you? We need you at Junction I, there is heavy resistance ahead between us and the generator room. Get your ass here and do it fast.</span>" Edmund closed his comms as he got half out of cover and readied his weapon pointed toward Junction J to provide covering fire for Sydney.<br/><br/>------------------<br/><br/>Outside the bridge a group of drone grunts rounded a corner and opened fire on the marines guarding the entrance to the bridge. One of them had his skill split down the center from jaw to crown and he flopped backwards on the ground, the other beams missing and striking the walls all around. Gunfire immediately erupted that would be plainly audible through the thick doors between the bridge and the hallway. There were five marines guarding the bridge and all were firing on the drones at full automatic, drowning it in a wave of spikes that shredded them. Not long after those drones were brought down another group came around the corner, four drone grunts and two support drones flanked by a group of scout drones that were crawling along the walls and ceilings like spiders. The support drones opened up and immediately decapitated and dismembered one marine and sliced another in half at the waist. The hallway was quickly decorated with a complex set of scorched lines back and forth along its length. The leader of the marines opened up a direct comm with the captain, "We're being overrun, we can't hold here. You need to get all non-ess-" The comm was cut off as a concentrated beam from a support drone sliced through the archway the marine was hiding behind and bored a clean hole straight through his brain, slicing through the top of his head as he crumpled to the ground.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>