The lights flickered on and Unit 23 moaned as the industrial lighting blinded him for a second, "*%$£!" He exclaimed loudly, turning to face Zalik and the remainder of the team he scratched his head and flicked the fizzing IR goggles off.
"I'm not going down Alpha, I'll try Bravo with those more interesting in being quiet...and not dying, but first, I need gun, big gun, small gun, something ranged aye!"
[M] Unit 23 walks to Bravo entrance
[E] Unit 23 searches for ranged weaponry
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Oh yeah, fair point. Maybe he was just tortured until he lost consciousness.
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