<strong><span class="bbc_u"><em>Art</em></span></strong><br/><br/>"Sir, I'm tracking motion just beyond the eastern door....it is a repetitive back and forth motion."  As Art said this a portion of his mind was already calculating the exact percentage of probability that this was who ever was contacting them. "There is a 68.784% chance that this is our unidentified survivor....his actions thus far suggest that he may be unable to speak for fear of being noticed. I estimate that he may have locked himself in a room somewhere and has managed to survive this long by remaining hidden"<br/><br/>The Captain nodded at Art's statements, much as he always did when Art gave him information. Art prided himself on the fact that he had a superior processor to most artificial people. Boriga Industries had been hell bent on insuring that they could market their artificial people to the USMC as the smartest models on the battle field and for the most part they had succeeded. Even now after 288 months, 23 days, 4 hours, 51 minutes, and 54 seconds of near continuous active status Art's central processing units had never failed or needed repair. His thought matrix was as strong and fast as it had been at his moment of activation, and he was still able to 'out think' most other artificial people. Even newer models.<br/><br/>Art could hear the Captain telling the unidentified contact that they were sending a team to get them out. And that everything would be fine. He calculated a 91.28% chance that even if they extracted this person without a fight, everything would not be 'fine.' There were too many unknowns in this situation for it to possibly run without any problems.<br/><br/><br/><strong><span class="bbc_u"><em>Donald 'Tank' Griswold</em></span></strong><br/><br/>He could hear Gunny talking with Boss over her radio. They were doing it on a private channel so he wasn't able to hear what they were saying but the sound of 'Gunny's voice could just barely be heard. Tank had heard the clicks over the radio, but he didn't know what them meant. Maybe it was interference? Or maybe someone was alive down here and trying to get their attention?? But if that was it why didn't they just say "help me" over the radio. Tank shrugged his shoulders slightly to himself...and kept his focus on the doorway in front of him.<br/><br/>A few seconds later he heard Gunny's voice in his ear piece "Alright, we've got a possible survivor hiding out in the facility" she said "For what ever reason they aren't speaking up but they are trying to contact us. Their radio may be broken, or they may be in a situation where they can't talk. Either way we are going to go get them. Tank and Heart-beaker, you're with me. We're going to move towards our survivor's location and extract them. The rest of you hold a defensive position here and be prepared to provide covering fire if we come running back. Tank you have point, east door."<br/><br/>"Got ya Gunny" he said as he moved out from behind the crates he'd been using as his cover. He double timed over to the east door and pressed up against the wall next to the door frame. A second later he felt Gunny press up right behind him, and then the weight of Heart-Breaker as she pressed up against Gunny. Without another word Tank reached back quickly tapping Gunny on the thigh, the silent signal that he was set. 2 seconds later he felt Gunny tap his shoulder. The signal that everyone behind him was set and knew it was time to breach the doorway. Tank leaned back on his heels and then moved forward. The push from Gunny and Heart-Breaker giving him an extra boost of speed as he ran through the doorway. His shotgun at the ready. Moving fast he cut to the far right and scanned the hallway for any signs of a target. He saw Gunny cut left and do the same, followed by Heart-Breaker who also cut right. "clear" Tank whispered once he'd cleared the section of the hall he should be scanning. "Clear" whispered Gunny followed by a "clear" from Heart-Breaker.<br/><br/><br/>"Move" Gunny said softly, with a nod Tank began to move forward down the hall, there weren't any doors to their sides except for two at the end of the short hall, one of them leading to the left and the other leading forward. "Left" Gunny whispered. Tank nodded again. Setting up to breach this door next.<br/><br/>This pattern continued for several rooms, Tank following Gunny's directions which were given to her by the Boss, until finally after the breached one room Gunny whispered "alright this is it...our contact should be through that door right there. Stand by while the Captain tells 'em to come out."<br/><br/><br/><strong><span class="bbc_u"><em>Captain Robert Henson "Boss"</em></span></strong><br/><br/>In the APC Henson had been watching his marines progress like a hawk, his face was grim, and his body tense. He didn't like sending them this far forward into what could be enemy territory. It would be too easy for them to get cut off and surrounded. But they needed to extract that survivor and do it fast. "Alright' he said now broadcasting over the civy frequency "I've got my marines right outside where we are reading your location. If the door's locked open it, then walk out slowly with your hands above your head. If you're armed holster it"<br/><br/>