Part 2: Briefing

Makeshift airport, in New Mexico ------------------ 1 hour since government evacuation ------------------

The ospreys landed and Gerald came out to meet Garrison. "OK! REPORT BACK HERE IN EIGHT HOURS! RATIONS ARE OVER THERE! THE REST IS ARMORY!" Then in a lower voice to Gerald, "Meet me in my tent right now." Gerald nodded as mutters of discontent came from the survivors.

Garrison looked at Gerald and four other Captains that arrived. "All of us are here then. Now to be on this matter, we lost contact with an air base from here, no transmission at all." "Here, this is satellite photos of the base." Gerald took a look and saw that the airbase wasn't really big. A miniature sized base with one tower and five barracks, including four hangars. There was one runway with SAMS all around the base.

"Patrol the whole base and go inside and find survivors, and the cause of the incident. Mission takes place in 40 minutes. Dismissed." Gerald and the other captains nodded and left the tent.

"WHAT?! WE'RE GOING BACK IN?! WE ALMOST DIED BY THOSE MONSTERS!" yelled Jones as he took off the green BDU jacket. "You are COMBAT INEFFECTIVE! YOU HEAR THAT! CARRY OUT ORDERS!" Gerald yelled as the hours past and his men were growing tense by the second.