"Oh, I know what you mean," Tom said, a grim look crossing his face. "I'll debrief you in our operations room. Follow me." He led them past an array of APCs and helicopters which covered the courtyard of the base, the occasional tank and jet fighter visible among the other vehicles. "We aren't quite as high-tech as we might look," he said with a laugh. "The Raptors are our fanciest kit, they were US prototypes but the man who created them defected to us so we have the only Raptors in the world." There were men and women of every age imaginable, a variety of accents and lnguages audible among the other noises. "Do either of you have any idea who might've been resposible for your attack?"