Alvin hadn't expected to have a whole lot to do on this particular outing.  Far as he knew, their job was to find Bravo team, who had gone missing in the mountains not long ago after trying to find the source of the mysterious string of deaths in that part of the area near Raccoon City.  They'd climbed aboard the helicopter, and were headed on out to the landing site.<br/><br/>And then everything had gone to hell.<br/><br/>Birds had started freaking out like in Hitchcock, assaulting the big metal bird - a statement the former ATF agent noted with some irony - and had brought it down in the forest, in a clearing.  They were all alive, and still had their gear...but their particular ride was toast.  If they were going to get out of here, they'd need to either hike back to Raccoon - not a good idea - or find something else.  Alvin was hoping on opportunity B.<br/><br/>"Great...and they sent us out for this one."  Alpha Team wouldn't have had any trouble with this.  Well, they would have, but at least they had plenty of experience behind them.  Undoing himself from the helicopter, he took out his stuff and checked it.  Well, everything seemed to be working.  He loaded a magazine into his FAL battle rifle, and climbed out.  "Sir?  If we're going to be running a search for Bravo team...shouldn't we have some sort of base of operations?  And I don't think out in the forest is such a good idea..."  He spoke to Lancaster.