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Tense with his glowing eyes behind the scope of his weapon, Paul knew damn well this wasn't no accident, and watched the men inside carefully under his guard as he was ment to. But hearing the gunfire and distress of a downed guard, he could not ignore to jolt back to the corridor of the room, and get into motion. He sprinted very quickly down the hallway as other units joined beside him into a line of hording, stomping titans of steel. Shifting into their battle stations as they swept around every corner of the facility on their level, these were some quick boys, acknowledging eachothers command without word to put a halt to the breach. "Argh! there's fire on the upper floor." He snarled as they all headed towards the transportation pads on the side of the level. "Those panzies want to get close and personal, lets give them a welcoming party. Scatter out and hit em' hard!" He roared as he readied his CC gear and whisked towards the upper floors, heavily armed and ready.

tinkering, clicking and tapping into her station along with the others, Felicia's hands started to become tired after how fast she pushed herself to bring the facility back to life. Then she managed to get a link to the boys. "Paul, Logan, you two are the closest to the hotspot. I've got the Conefinement levels with the monsters on check and floodgates are sealed shut. But the bio-labs still have sensetive hazards, please, get there quickly!"

(test what?)

Transmitting intel to her neighboring stations, she was quite busy, trying to bring the facility back to life until by shock the lights had turned off.
"Oh no..." She payed attention to Paul's request and searched through the hidden Cameras. "I'm seeing some violent activity in the bio-labs, some of our subjects may have escaped" A shifting image caught her attention at the corner of her eye. "And...I think theres somebody in the Armory!"

"Secure the power cores, were being attacked on the surface!" Felicia's voice shouted into Paul's head mic. "Save what you can, forget about the repairs."

Laz glanced up as another explosion rattled the entire facility, then returned his attention to the console in front of him. Apparently,some bright designer had managed to place a power generator near the portal generators, which had, surprise surprise, overloaded when the computers went down. now the way he had snuck into the base-and the way he'd planned to get out- were now intensly radioactive slag, forcing him to...improvise.

-Their hanger bay sure wasn't secured well....-
He heard shouting from outside the main corridor, and lifted the stunner he'd left on top of the console. He waited until the entire group of four guards had entered before firing. six shots later,the last guard collapsed to the floor, out cold, and he placed the weapon down, still within easy reach. He grimaced as he found that the hanger security system, hit hard by the EMP from the Main Computer Core, had been severly damaged, and that hacking the door into the Hanger wouldn't do,as the actual door motor was fried. He'd have to force the door, and probably trigger yet more alarms.

-this job sucks...-

He slipped the stunner into its holster and unsling the X-50 from his back, clicking off the safety as he stopped in front of the door and looked it over. it had to weigh at least a ton; forcing it wouldn;t be subtle. He flicked his ears; since when was he EVER subtle by choice?

Stepping back, he leveled the prototype plasma gun, and fired. the first few shots hit and splashed plasma over the exterior armor of the door, melting armor, but not penetrating. It took another dozen shots before he managed a hole,and another dozen to get a wide enough gap he could slip through. He clicked the rifle off and carefully slipped through the glowing hole in the door, then looked around the sizeable bay beyond.
to the lefthe saw rank after rank of alcoves, all occupied by grpund vehicles and a LOT of tanks, as well as a even dozen 'Mecha, looking like twenty foot high bipedal robots bristling with guns. to his right was a big landing cavern, with dozens of aircraft- most armed- in neat rows on the tarmac. He needed a air vechicle to get out, and immediatly skipped the one man fighters and scouts; too light of weaponry and armor and not enough endurance. He looked over the hulking delta wing shapes of what looked like modified heavy Maurader bombers, futher evidence of how compromised the military research labs were. He passed on the Mauraders; they were armed well, but they were too lightly armored for his tastes. A sleek, oddly angled vessel against a wall caught his eye; a Chiroptera Heavy GunBoat. He ran towards the Chiroptera; the ship was probably the best choice of all the ships here; it carried massive ordinance loads, heavily armored without sacrificing speed, and it had a feature unique to it alone; like his armor, it could ActiveCamo, as well as stealth itself from most sensors. He slapped at the access hatch control panel, and was pleasently surprised as the thick, shielded hatch slid open.

-Now, there should be a portal generator less than a hundred clicks from here.....-

He slipped into the cockpit, and the vessels reactor started. immediatly, a alarm sounded- the ship was probably connected to the bases security system. He rolled his eyes.

-Sooooooo..... me fragging the hanger door and shooting the guards doesn't trigger a audible alarm, yet firing up one of the ships in the bay does? these people have the most SCREWED up priorities of anyone I've ever encountered....well, helps me.-

He slid a hack module into the pilots console, and the ships controls unlocked, the link to the base severed; the ship couldn't be shut down remotely now. Laz settled into the pilots seat and clicked on the shields just as something hit the left wing, hard enough to rock the 70+ ton ship back on its landing jacks. He looked out the cockpit canopy as another shot hit, and saw several drones hovering near the entrance/exit tube,the enourmous doors begining to close as someonein the control room realized he was jacking their ship. He dipped a hand to the control stick, and clicked the little red button on the side. the Chiroptera jerked as a salvo of missiles launched out of the pods in the wings, hitting the door and blasting deep holes in it, damaging the door track, as well as hitting the control runs. the door ground to a halt, and he snarled as another drone fired. this time, the shields didn't stop it completly; the computer screamed a damage report as fire splashed over the fuselage, but didn't penetrate.

-Right, I've worn out my welcome,now its time to get out of here-

The Chiroptera's chin gun roared,the drones blossoming into fireballs as 55mm shells penetrated armor and detonated magazines as the Chiroptera lifted from its pad,carefully flying through the bay, avoiding the various gantries and cranes cluttering the area, until it was clear. Then Laz threw the throttle up, and the big ship roared into the launch tube.

Dimitris kept a distance behind Rocky and his fumes as the terminal he left malfunctioned after bashing it. "Rocky tell Renamon to avoid any of the chamber rooms... This file I took reports that the digimon sustained in there have been voided of most motor functions for experimentation. Needless to say these people still have powerful equipment lying around which is very effective to them."

Eyeing around as he pushed through the vapor and in front of Rocky he tossed the discharged weapon to a door control panel closing it behind them as he pried it loose. "Getting out of here is very important indeed, but I still wanna do some damage so we don't get sent right back in... Try and work a psy-link to figure a way out and I'll work on using the files to bring this warship to a halt."

Dimitris stopped and looked around taking a breather as guards ran across halls taking care of other escapees and fires brimming from rooms some taking time to notice and chase them down as well. "A place like this needs to be taken down." The fox thought to himself before going through the file as he headed for the engine room. His whiskers subtly twitching with anxiety and eagerness along his face.