[Jack_Spade]

The armored intruder stumbled backwards from the power of the gel round that hit his collarbone. The hit was solid, but didn't incapacitate Slobbertooths opponent. Through the adrenaline everything seemed to slow as the other man brought his Colt Cobra into position...

[Sabato Kuroi]

Torrent hears the gunshot but he remains still and uses his magic in order to gain a sense of the enemy's numbers.
When he spirngs into action he already knows the exact location of his target.He draws the pistol and fires

[Jack_Spade]

The mini capacitator - better known as Stick'n Shock - hit the soldier square in the neck. Without a word but with a lot of spastic twitching he went down.

From outside the container running footsteps could be heard and a second soldier appeared in the runner's field of vision.

Before Slobbertooth was able to react, the man had readied his gun, took aim and shot  in the wolf adept's direction.
But wolf and adrenaline gave the orc metaphorical wings and the stick'n shock bullet embedded itself harmlessly in the armored lid of his pod.

[Volker]

bnc is in no rush to leave the relative safety of the sarcophagus, and anyway she's quite sure that her presence on the battlefield would make things rather worse than better. She stays online.

First comes the intel. Always. After clearing her thoughts, she looks out for any matrix icons. She generates a map of the underground facility based on the data she was already given, centered around their current location. As usual, Slobbertooth is a green wolf icon, Torrent a green lightning, Krestov a green fist and bnc a green Greek comedy mask.
Any PANs that can be related to human beings, for example, because they include a commlink, a bio-monitor or a smartgun, or because their movement indicates a human motion pattern, will be visualized as a red circle. If there is a bio-monitor, one of bnc's favourite sub-routines will generate a percentage indicating the all-over health and actually display it as a health bar the like you found in old strategy games. Her own usually is quite short to begin with.

She quickly feeds her teammates' commlinks with the map, then looks for any other anomalies and relevant infos she can provide for her team.

[SgtBoomCloud]

The trill Krestov's eyes snapped open as the muffled rapport of arms fire were heard outside of his pod, indicating a fight had already ensued.  His breathing remained slow as his hesrtrste rose, natural adrenaline aiding his waking process despite the nausea eating at his stomach.  Then the map bnc was forming came into His view as his UI booted up in his vision, showing the two red dots.  Scratch that, one as the lightning bolt moved into action and assumedly dispatched one, the other moving into an offensive position towards the wolf.  Time to work..

Calm and level headed, Krestov shoved the door open and leapt out, bounding in front of the other guard in a few steps.  Clad in boxers, the troll likely caused a distracting sight as he raised his fists in a defensive stance.  He spun around, bringing his leg up and snapped it out in a hook kick, trying to catch him at the ear.  He practiced restraint despite his steel-dense bone structure, looking to knock the guy out.  "Good morning, comrade"comrade" he said calmly as the leg lifted and connected.

[Jack_Spade]

"Ufff" was the only sound the intruder made. The hit had clearly affected him as he lifted his SMG and aimed at Krestov's large head. The troll felt how the short burst clipped one of his horns, but the electric shock did not come.

bnc had other problems: Somehow the whole matrix inside the facility had broken down. The only thing she had access to was the Jonas Hub. At least the protocols could give her answers about what had happened in the last five minutes:

First the hidden Security Host had gone offline. Afterwards there had been an unscheduled docking at the main dock. That was when the alert had started.

Directly afterwards, the other two Hosts had gone offline too and with them all signals inside the facility.
One minute ago, the Blue Hades Host had restarted for a few seconds only to be shut down immediately again.
In those few seconds, a wifi wakeup signal had been sent to the Jonas Host, that had already started to wake up the team. The wifi signal came from room 302, where the support personal was situated.
Schmitt's comlink's last position was marked at the 5th level in room 519.
Whatever had happened, someone must have sabotaged the network down in the cellar to take out the private matrix. The whole base was flooded with extreme matrix noise, that her deck couldn't even measure. Either someone had repurposed one of the hosts into a jammer, or the intruders had brought an extra efficient one with them.

The last thing the Jonas Host had recorded made her gulp heavily: At least 20 intruders had come out of the airlock, before the net had crashed...

[SquirrelDude]

Slobbertooth swiveled his Ruger towards the remaining target, calmly aimed and fired another gel round aimed at center mass. Attack Test [6]: 15d6h5 3 (Net damage 11p -1 AP).

[Jack_Spade]

The bullet connected (7d6.hits(5)=0) and threw the man unconscious on his back (19d6.hits(5)=7).

A short silence entered the cramped battlefield. From outside there were still faint bursts of automatic fire to be heard.

The quick search of the two intruders resulted in the following:

Both wore customized Armor Jackets with Gel Packs, full Chemical Resistance and Thermal Damping.
Their helmets had an integrated micro transceiver, low light vision and flare compensation, as well as image and sound link.
Besides a combat knife both had carried a Colt Cobra TZ-120 on a sling. The standard Gas Vent II had been replaced for the III model. Both carried 4 reserve clips: Two held standard ammo, while one was filled with Stick'n Shock and the last Flechette.
In a quick draw holster they carried Browning Ultra-Power heavy pistols with two spare clips filled with standard ammunition.
Finally they also carried each two flash bang grenades.

The clothing they wore had been made somewhere in Africa - cheap para military fatigues, available everywhere you could buy combat supplies. Both were Latinos in their early 20s and had the distinctive physique of trained soldiers but probably not veterans. For this they lacked any significant scars.

bnc had the distinct impression, that the intruders had been equipped with an eye to functionality without wifi access. Without the matrix coverage she could neither find the rest of the intruders nor Schmitt, their primary objective.
All she knew for the moment, that someone in 302 had sent the wake up signal and that Schmitt's comlink had been recorded at last on level 5.

[SquirrelDude]

"Frag nonlethal parameters." The wolf adept pulled the gel rounds out of his Ruger, replaced them with 6 standard shells, and re-holstered the firearm. He also took some time to start activating his goggles, earbuds and make sure his gear was comfortably located.

Slobbertooth went over to the unconscious bodies, and started to grab the equipment off of them. "The uniforms are yours, little crow, but Kretov and I are taking the guns." He grabbed one of the Colt Cobras and slung it over his shoulder after checking currently loaded magazine to see how much ammunition was left. He stuffed his pockets with half of the spare box magazines, but before sliding the rest of them to K, he looked back at Torrent. "Unless you think you'll need one to complete your disguise, of course. Your call."

Slobbertooth unfolded the Cobra's stock, activated the laser sight, turning off it's wireless functionality, and looked down the sights disappointingly. "Always hated these things. Low stopping power. Low accuracy, and the accessories you get at purchase are ones you're just going to want to replace if you're a professional. At least they're free..." Slobbertooth paused. "Hey Krestov, you know guns better than I. You think these things have Advanced Safety Systems on 'em? I don't want one of use pulling the trigger only to start wiggling on the floor"

[Sabato Kuroi]

"I think I'll have to keep one."

Torrent begins to undress one of the intruders.After removing the helmet he closely examines  the man's face.

"Nonlethal parameters are the reason this equipment is not damaged or stained with blood and gore.Lucky me."

He dons the helmet before his skin color and his facial characteristics start to change.He fears his friends might find the process  unsettling.

[Volker]

"Frag, frag, frag, frag, fragfragfragfragfrag!"
When the shooting finally seizes, bnc opens the lid and leaves the pod. She quickly looks around - and freezes, as she sees a Hispanian stranger. Panicking, she grabs her Ingram Smartgun and points it at Torrent, shakingly. It takes a second or two of her team soothing her, before she lowers the gun with an embarrased smile.

"Sorry, I, um, didn't see."
She takes a breath and fights the urge to bring down her nervosity with Whoom (13d6.hits(5)=7).
She regains control quickly, but at least Krestov can tell that her self-control is instable.

She quickly throws a glance between the intruders' armor, the labcoat and her chameleon suite, then decides to go for her own armor. She grabs the chameleon suite and starts talking quickly:
"Most important, six minutes ago, 20 intruders entered the facility through the airlock. As you might remember that's only a few yards away from the very room we're in right now. We might be surrounded by a group of attackers like these, but I can't tell, since the system is offline.

"Now, there are three objectives besides surviving:
"Firstly, the machine room and computer support are in the lower level which is quite close. We might be able to turn on the system again.
"Secondly, the signal to wake us up was emitted from a room in the third floor. We should check that out.
"Thirdly, my last connection to Schmitt was on the fifth floor. Thus, I'm not sure whether he himself tried to wake us up."

She breathes.
"As long as the matrix is down, I'm the most useless decker on Earth. Until then, I'll just shoot anything that looks like it wants to kill us." She tries to sound confident as she takes up her gun again, but she's even paler than she uses to be, and her hands are shaking visibly.
This is going out of control. Goddamn, frag it!

[SgtBoomCloud]

Once the twonguards were confirmed knocked out, the shorts clad Krestov did a quick search to find bbc'a pod, knocking on it twice to give the all clear.  He glanced back just in time to see Torrent doing his special disguise trick, raising a brow, but not altogether shocked by that.  After all, it was known that Awakened were ever capable of strange things.  After calming bnc, he addressed Slobbertooth's query.

" Have saying about military.  Equipment made by lowest bidder.  Doubt they spend that much on grunts.  As for power, if given choice between Colt and Ares, would choose neither."" he smirked, letting Torrent grab the second Colt while he busted out their supply box, hurriedly dressing and equipping himself.  Once finished, he grabbed a pair of restraints for each of the guards, binding their hands and feet and using pieces of the spare uniform as gags while bnc laid out their objectives.

"we are no good to Schmitt if team not at full ability. First objective should be establishing the link again.  We are closest so is convenient.". He pulled his helmet over his head and grabbed his shield.  "opposition is armored...Doubt I need to hold kicks back.  Will follow lead and keep path clear"

[SquirrelDude]

Slobbertooth looked over at bnc's Ingram. He considered asking for it, but though better of it. The difference between the two weapons was going to end up being negligible. "I wish I had known you could fit an SMG in your pod, I would have tried to squeeze my HK in there. Null sweat."

Slobbertooth turned towards the door, and motioned toward torrent. "You take point, Krestov and I will be behind you."

[Volker]

bnc smirks on Slobbertooth's comment, stretches in the chameleon suite and readies the smartgun. "Why, didn't you bring your guns in the fifth pod?

She ten gets serious. "Unfortunately, we are in the northernmost part of the 1st floor, just after the airlock through which an army of no less than twenty intruders entered just a couple of minutes ago. The stairs, however, are in the northernmost part. So we have to force our way through the whole etage.
"Slob and Krestov, would you mind if I squeeze myself somewhere in between you? That way I'm not the first target if they come from the rear."

[Sabato Kuroi]

Torrent nods at Slobbertooth.He then turns to the rest of the team

"How do you want to do this?Safety over speed?