William stopped his suit and looked back, making sure everyone in his squad there. It was their first time as a team in combat. So far everyone came out relatively unscathed. While the Mission was a success in the fact they found out the fate of the missing GM patrol. It still didn't make William feel any better. The GM Team was dead. Gone, completely. He let out his breath in frustration. Until they get within the confines of the Barrier. it would be a quiet run home.<br/><br/>"WHAT!!!" Acar roared in the CIC. "AN ENTIRE SQUAD GONE IN MINUTES!" His was grinding his teeth so hard they squeaked. "How, pray tell, this happened?" He glared at the unlucky controller that delivered the news. The Controller began to quake. knowing the usual fate of those that delivered bad news. "Colonel, Catrina reported the Complete loss of her squad, The Description of the suits are similar to the one that Char Azanble encountered with the Trojan Horse." The Controller reported, praying for his fragile neck. Acar gripped the Railing. the Controller thought he heard it groan under his tremendous grip. Contact Catrina. Tell her she'll be fully Debriefed when she returns." Acar said as he returned to looking at his Tac-map. Plotting his revenge.<br/><br/>As the 432nd traveled, William kept rolling the encounter over his head. So far his team performed well. He didn't know why he fought the duel. All his training told him he was in the wrong for it, but he couldn't understand why he accepted.<br/>