Tsunami took the captains hand in a firm handshake.  "indeed. Formalities aside, neither of our ships are in good shape. Now that I'm stuck onboard, let's see what I can do to help out. "<br/><br/>------------------<br/>Pyre shook her head, grumbling, "should have known the one I encountered wasn't the only one.  At least this one didn't have flamethrowers. One of those would be devastating in a corridor like this."<br/>Suddenly, she picked up on the presence of another ghost within the facility. One which gave her the shivers.<em>that is not a pleasant feeling. Let's see if I can't find out more...</em>Slowly, she closed her eyes and focused on the "sleeper" she'd left in the closet. Luckily, he had survived all the carnage ripping through the base, and had actually wandered into an empty control room. Through their newfound link, she could taste his fear and confusion, as well as see through his eyes.  He had no idea what was going on, or why most of his comrades were dead now.  But that didn't matter. He was about to shed some light on the situation.  <"turn on the viewscreen, switch cameras to the hangar bay."> she thought to him. LIke a mindless automaton, the sleeper moved to do her bidding.  The view she received astonished her.  She closed the link temporarily. "Guys, we've got trouble. They've fortified the hangar bay. Looks like they've got... at least ten troops, four goliaths, two tanks, and one creepy looking ghost in modded armor. I think I may have a way to thin them out before we hit them though." She reopened the link to the sleeper, with a simple command. <"activate automated defenses in the hangar bay. reset targetting protocols, shoot on sight."><br/>"okay, let's see if that works," she said with a cold grin.