Thinking for a moment the young man walked back and forth a few times in the hallway, then speaking firmly. "We cant stay here, we'll be overrun by Zerg eventually or even if we survived that, we'll be experiencing a heatwave and blast front far beyond the amount the walls of this building are rated for. If we are that slow right now, we would only get into worse trouble by trying to fly this thing away from this site without a real destination." He looked at the others, and sighed.<br/><br/>"Its a gamble, but I think our best chance is the archeological site. We might find survivors, and we might find a working shuttle to ferry us away further. If we come there and find everyone dead and machinery ruined, we might still get some cover from the stones if there is some form of a cave. The chances are it might collapse on top of us but thick, high-piled stone should still offer more protection than this place, no offense intended to the builders." He frowned. "And if there are Zerg there already, we'll sell our lives with as high cost in Zerg Blood as we can."<br/><br/>He disliked the situation but there was little he could do. He silently groaned and thought about things, trying to come up with some solution, before suddenly blinking. There were explosive critters amidst the others.<br/><br/>"Concentrating fire on the explosive critters might let some smaller ones through but in turn if they are as devastating as they sound, their destruction might actually harm the enemy advancement more than the turrets would on a regular firing pattern." He turned to the Sergeant. "Sergeant, I trust you know how to pick optimal targets for the most destructive value?" He then turned towards the other men. "Get this woman a free console linked up with the security grid, and the rest of you, get going with starting this thing's lift-off preparations."<br/><br/>He paused then looking at the woman in charge of things. "Please?" The afterthought was small but a bit worried. He didn't mean to stomp on her toes, and her authority, but if this worked they might have a chance.<br/><br/><em>That was a lot more aggression than he was used to handling though.</em><br/><br/><em>The people were scared and needed someone that at least looked like they knew what they were doing. He could deal with a scolding later, if they survived. If someone had a better idea, they'd speak up.</em>