Basroil squad is keeping their distance from the target. We've blocked all of the doors, and everyone is keeping him in their fields of view to ensure he can't pull anything. He's blocking our way to the cars.
We have yet to open fire. No sign of Agents or Indoctrinated.
We'll make a run for the cars as soon as possible. I'm heading down to the basement now to grab any heavy weapons I can. Heavy machine guns, RPGs, anything.
Keep this in mind. I don't like you people. You've been running from, or fighting, this thing for too long. None of you are trustworthy.
And that makes it worse for me because I can't count on anyone else.
Going for the weapons now. Basroil's watching, he's standing still. Like he's taunting us.