Jack had left to recieve orders as soon as he heard the alarm, and he was the third to reach the Commander. Jack had forgotten he only had 12 extra bullets for his Magnum and 10 slugs for his shotgun and immediately raced off to the tents for his men. A furtive grin crossed Jack's face, 'Time to earn our keep...' he thought. He made it to his fireteam's tent and dashed inside.<br/>"Alright boys 'n girls, we got orders!" He shouted. He immediately told the fireteam of their mission. "... Anything could be waiting for us, so I want all of you to bring enough extra ammunition so that even just the five of us could successfully take out twenty squads of armed troopers! Price, you're on comms. Archaide, you're in charge of demolition and heavy weaponry. Crinse, you're covering our rear. Ulrich, you're packing our reserve ammunition." Jack walked to the the tent's entry, then turned around with a sadistic grin on his face and said, "If it breathes and refuses to surrender, give it some new holes to be fucked in. Do I make myself clear?!"