Jack pulled the radio away from his ear, looking at it in disbelief, then began talking anew.<br/>"One minute, let me check on my men, I'll get back to you." Jack looked at Jeice and Larry, then spat in disgust. "Good job on getting knocked out of combat. You're both a real credit to this fucking unit. Get the fuck up and prepare for combat, we don't know when those things might come back." Jack then turned to Leela, "And you... They both could have been dead, and it would have been entirely your fault. I asked for the comms so I could get some fucking intel on how to kill these, which I just might have gotten had you not argued. Are you a soldier, or do you just play one in real life? Don't answer that, just do us all a favor and next time you think about disobeying an order, turn your firearm on yourself."<br/><br/>Jack walked a few paces away from them and spoke into the radio. "Who the fuck am I talking to? Name and rank."