"Dude, swear to god I'm going to punch you in the face."

"Aw c'mon Feldman, it was just a joke."

"Turner that joke was too fucked up, even with your sense of humor."

"Whatever Feldman, you know it was funny."

As Turner and I walked through the 'Hospital' (It was actually an underground research facility built by Armacham for research) we couldn't help but engage in idle conversation. At first we were talking about our uniforms, and how I was issued the standard bulletproof vest, helmet, and blue goggles; while Turner was issued the heavy armor, which was composed of vanilla colored armor and a helmet with a blue visor.

Then we talked about the mission. The first thirty minutes of the assault had been exciting: dozens of employees to use for target practice, each of their screams causing a surge of adrenaline through my veins. But now it was to the point that we were just hunting for survivors. And that SUCKED. Suddenly Samuels spoke up:

"Shut up." He said bluntly, which caused me, Turner, and the two other soldiers with us to stop in our tracks.

Turner, being the kind to never shut up, asked: "What's wrong boss-"

Suddenly a nurse in pink scrubs burst from a broom closet to the right, causing Samuels to unleash a short burst of fire from his submachine gun. "Shit! Don't let her get away!" Samuels barked as he chased her down the hall.

Taking a few steps forward, I turned back to Turner: "Turner! Come on man let's get her!"

Sitting in a hospital chair, Turner turned to me and shrugged. "Fuck that man, I'm gonna chill here."

"Kill yourself bitch." Smiling and flipping him off, I ran towards the door I saw Samuels chase the nurse through, only to hear gunfire as I neared his position. Turning the corner, I saw Samuels standing outside of a small room, his hand to his earpiece as he spoke into it. He said: "Colonel Vanek, this is Samuels. Looks like we've got another soldier loose in the recovery wing." As Samuels headed toward me, I was already heading towards the door that would lead into the adjoining hallway.

Using this one chance to be epic, I slammed into the double doors, putting all my body weight into my shoulder… only to have pain lance through my body as I found out the hard way that the door was barricaded. "Shit!" I caught a glimpse of the soldier through the crack between the two doors "You! Stay there!" Running back down the hall, I ran into Samuels who was just rounding the corner.

"Did you get him!" He asked, the tone of his voice clearly indicating that he was pissed off. Shaking my head, he let out a well organized string of curses then jogged back to Turners position without another word. Obviously I followed him, and when I reached Turner and Samuels I saw that the other two soldiers were gone.

"Where are the other guys?" I asked Turner.

"The Colonel radioed in and told them to assist in getting this chick out of a security checkpoint. She locked herself in and won't come out."

"Ah." I said, not really caring.

"So, there's another soldier we have to take care of?"

This time Samuels butted in, pissed as hell and ready to get moving. "Turner, Feldman. Shut the fuck up, we need to get to the T.A.C. chamber."

As Samuels rushed down the hall, I turned to Turner and gave him a smart-ass smile, to which he replied by pointing his finger at Samuels (who was now a good distance away from us) and said "I hate that bitch."