<div align="center"><em>LT Mengsk about to open a can of worms on Squad 3 </em></div><hr/><br/><br/><strong>"It means keep your issued rifle in case that prototype decides to have a bitch fit in the middle of a fire fight marine." </strong><br/>Mengsk said as had pulled put a knife and was cutting away at the Hazmats suits as the others patched up and healed up like he had ordered them. The room was secured which gave him time to work but he did not take long for he was not looking for the cause of death on those men.<br/><strong>"Not necessary Gunny, squad 3 Radio silence now."</strong><br/><br/>He ordered as he cut off his transmissions to FATHER and the ship up in the planets orbit. With the Hazmat suited men piled he stripped them, checked ink on their bodies then dumped them on the floor callously one after the other before he came to his conclusion.<br/><strong>"Second encountered hostiles have no dog tags, no USMC affiliated tattoos and seem to have a familiar marking on their bodies in various parts of their bodies with common letters appearing constantly, CGC. There weaponry is far more advance then what the USMC receives from Weyland Corp and by the physical conditions these men are in I can assume they are mercenaries. <br/><br/>First Encountered Hostiles had far more advanced technology, either cloaking technology or far ranged tech which is capable of releasing a beam strong enough to pass through armor and flesh with ease. I, Tychus Mengsk was the only one to experience the weapon first hand, the wound seemed to cauterize on the spot had it been any other location of vital importance I am sure it would have been fatal.<br/><br/>A recovered data slate describes a deserted colony and the acquisition of test specimens which might be the creatures coined "dick monsters" by...."</strong><br/><br/>Tychus report to his own personal device hidden within his suit before he dropped to his knees with a raging headache as he almost recalled a memory that was their on the tip of his tongue but not quite in reach. He stood up as quickly as he could trying not to worry his squad as if nothing had happened but he had spoken loud enough for them all to hear what he was reporting.<br/><strong>"Open your radios back up squad, don't give FATHER any reason to be suspicious." </strong><br/>He said with a sudden paleness coming across his face as he uploaded the damaged slate and sent it to his squads huds for them to review.<br/><strong>"From what was pulled from the slate, that runner should be the only one but I ain't cashing it on on hostile intel. So get ready for another firefight, I got orders to investigate this ghost town since this unreliable source also claims there is not a soul here but us and that one that got away." </strong><br/><strong><br/>"You got point with me then Mathias, standard sweep and clear apes, let's get going I want to catch the game tonight." </strong><br/>He ordered, pulling his helmet back on and letting the panel polarize so they could not see in as he reloaded his shotgun and walked out towards that open door.<br/><strong>"Sarge you get our six this time." </strong><br/>