Gunfire was echoing down from the hall. The cries of the fallen soldiers were also bouncing off the walls. The captain was barking out orders to the remaining troops who were all running around. The radio operator handed the captain the microphone. The captain cleared his throat and said.

"This is outpost 280 we are under heavy fire from the Xen forces. Please anybody respond." There was radio silence the radio operator looked at the captain with a sign of hopelessness. The EDF and the Seven Coop team were all busy holding off the main invasion force that they didn't notice the even threatening fleet. Now it was too late for them. There was no way any rescue teams could arrive at their location in time. Suddenly the room shook. The captain yelled in his comlink asking what happened. One of the infantry men replied that more have arrived before being cut off. The captain tried to contact the soldier but only heard his screams. The captain now shocked at the severity of the situation set the microphone down. He gave orders in his comlink to fallback. The radio operator now buried his face in his hands. Suddenly the radio crackled to life. The Operator put his headset on and tried to find the frequency. Suddenly he heard a voice.

"Attention outpost 280 this is responding to you distress signal. We have deployed a task force and are moving into your vicinity, ETA fifteen minutes." The Captain picked up the radio and replied.

"Thank you for sending the force but we will not be able to hold out much longer." Maveric replied in a calm voice.

"Don't worry just have your troops regrouped and ready to move." The captain told his men to regroup to his position. They all entered through the building. Some carrying the wounded, some carrying the dead. The sound of footsteps grew closer and closer. The soldiers readied their weapons. They were prepared for a fight to the death. Suddenly an explosion shook the building. The Alien grunts opened fire in the direction of the explosion. Suddenly gunshots flew out of the hole in the wall. The Grunts all dropped down to the floor dead. A raspy voice came out.

"All clear sir."

"Area Clear." said another.

"Good the survivors are just up ahead." A voice spoke. Footsteps now approached the room. The door opened all the way. Standing there were three men in black military outfits with rifles slung over. They all wore gasmasks that covered their identities. One of them who appeared to be the leader took his off. His red short hair was now showing. He snapped to attention and said.

"Lt. Maveric Hunter of the Hunter's Raiders Taskforce 296 reporting for duty and ready for action sir."