Moving Out

We've got our cars and all of the necessary gear is stashed away safely or in the cars. We're piling in now.

We'll have some answers very soon regarding what the hell is up with Specter. It's going to involve a break-in at a building with security systems to rival Fort Knox and guards trained well enough to take down Delta Force operators, who possibly have standing orders to shoot my entire squad on sight.

We've got seven laser carbines, a mixture of various small arms, heavy weapons and hand grenades, a pair of stolen civilian cars and seven full military-grade combat suits.

I'll bet you're expecting some big, badass comment like 'those bastards don't stand a chance', so here it is.

We are so effing screwed.