Revenant spotted his gear after a short time, and quickly moved to their position. He grabbed his side arm first, admiring the quality of it as if it were the first time he'd held it, though he had used it much farther back than he could remember. "Ah, a Model 1911, trick shooter back sights, under barrel flashlight, and nylon front sights. This is my gun." Revenant said as spun the pistol around his finger, enjoying it for a minute before holstering the gun. Revenant then pulled his sniper from the bag, holding the Remington 700 in his arms as an extension of himself. He didn't need memories to know he had killed many men with this rifle, and even through all of it's service the gun's navy blue color remained untarnished. Revenant then noticed what was "left" of the soldiers and scientists, looking them over with silent acknowledgement. "Pitiful, though I am not surprised the scientists had died, I had expected the soldiers to hold out until I could kill them."<br/><br/>Shamus passed the tentacles with his shotgun raised, reloading it as he looked directly into the beast's back. "This big sonnova bitch has hard shell, it'll take a bit of work to take him down. Hey Vinny, if you can hear me hit him with everything ya got, cause he won't be so nice by the time we're done!" Shamus said a he raised his shotgun, ready to attack as soon as Vincent got in a blow.