((I said will have my ship as a backup. I am still on your ship.))
Charlie got the distress call from 720 quickly. They raced down the corridor to his location. When Charlie got there all they saw was three dead Troopers.
"Alpha 411, this is Charlie 90. 720, 721, and 420 are dead. Suspect is still at large on the ship. Advise extreame caution. Charlie 90 out."
Marcus turned to his squad.
"Men, spread out. Charlie 45, and 67 come with me. 78 and 34 go together, and 89 stay here and wait for Alpha 411 and his squad. Everyone else, lets move!"
The divided up teams went in seperate directions. Marcus had to find that murderer, at all means.
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