Junkyard idly wondered how he had ended up in charge, having been under the impression he was along to advise and provide onsite tech support. Apparently, that translated to 'actual leader' in mission speak terms. He just held up a hand to request patience, before spending three minutes trying to get the minions to focus enough to get the emergency extraction teleporter to work properly. They were interested in examining the vehicle that had brought them there, and the crew chief had damn near punted one of them out of the thing when it had tried to remove a panel in flight to the waiting spot.<br/><br/>He then spent another few minutes getting the base minions to understand what they were supposed to do, but it was like trying to herd sentient cats that each had their own idea on the best way to do something, and none of them agreed with you entirely, but were too polite to come out and say it.<br/><br/>He rolled his eyes, before sending the experiment, still in the blanket, the armor, and the information back through the emergency teleporter, hoping the minions had understood what he had asked for in addition to what he had originally told them. Doubtful, but at least the crew chief wouldn't ban him from the vehicle, only minions from future flights, and was keeping them near the teleporter system at gun point.<br/><br/>Done with the minions' current antics, he turned back, and put his helm into his backpack. "I would suggest you guys can finish sweeping this level and then check the level above, while I try to get the elevator to allow us onto the super secret squirrel, high security, lowest level."<br/><br/>Once they had 'a Plan,' he headed back to the elevator, having found an extra comm headset in the backpack, giving Ghost hers back. Which was odd, as he didn't remember putting it in there... Maybe the minions had.