Edmund looked around at the soldiers that had gotten prepped quickly and called out in an authoritative voice, "<span style="color: red">Alright, squad, with me. We need to defend the generator room at all costs. Double time!</span>" He wasted no time for anyone to respond and immediately went into the hallway, a few of the overly eager recruits following incredibly closely behind him. Their faces were hidden behind the visor of their helmet but the set of their jaws showed just how eager they were for combat. As Edmund was running to the generator there was another automated announcement, "First drone boarders incoming. ETA 5 minutes for main force." On queue, a few seconds after the announcement, there was a series of<i>thumps</i>from the outer hull. A short distance down the hall in the direction of the generator there was a deafeningly loud<i>pop</i>as a menacing red beam cut through the wall, slicing a dark trail into the opposite wall and cutting a circular opening into the wall. Edmund frantically pulled out his rebreather as this happened, snapping it into place in his helmet, his vision briefly obscured by white jets of pressurized air.<br/><br/>The rookies behind him attempted to do the same as the wall exploded into the hallway and the air began rushing out of the hall en masse and airlocks slammed shut a distance down the hallway in either direction. One of them was quick enough to get his rebreather on while one of the rookies rapidly blacked out from the depressurization and slumped onto the ground as the massive support drone stepped into the hallway, easily standing over 10 feet tall and nearly touching the ceiling of the hallway. Chaos erupted in an instant, the first laser emitter slicing across one rookie and cleanly decapitated him before sharply turning and slicing his torso into three more pieces before it even hit the ground. Edmund dived behind an archway in the hall as the second emitter bisected another rookie from groin to shoulder and then decapitated him as though the bisection wasn't enough and the third emitter sliced the legs off of a hardened veteran just below the knee. The rookies were dead before they even had a chance to scream, though the veteran screamed into his rebreather as he gripped the blackened stumps of his legs. He didn't scream for long as the same beam that had cut his legs off came back around and sliced the top half of his skull off.<br/><br/>"<span style="color: red">Take down that drone! We need to get to the generator!</span>" Edmund yelled to his men from cover as he blind fired a few bursts at the drone. A moment after the order was given he ducked out from cover and fired a burst into the upper body of the drone, punching a few holes in it but otherwise having little noticeable effect.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>