"There's always a need for Green Day. It's not like there's anything better to do at the moment"

Martin takes a puff of his cigarette and then looks over to the jump-guide "Oh don't mind her, she just likes to say stupid, irrelevant crap, please continue in briefing us on whatever you want to say"

"Yes, thanks Martin..."

"Well, first off, here are your throat microphones and ear pieces. They are waterproof in case of rain, and will always transmit clearly unless jammed. I read the mission reports for your last mission, and I'm not sure if they will work if you enter into another 'twilight zone' situation. Nevertheless, they will be useful if you are separated in normal areas."

"Let's hope not."

Emilia puts on her headset.

"ETA?"

Martin puts on his throat mic and ear-piece and leans back enjoying his cigarette as he waits for them to get to the drop zone

"This is a 15 hour flight. I suggest you get comfortable." He begins to leave to the cockpit, but stops.
"I hope your extraction plan is a good one. This looks to me like a one way trip."

Naru puts on her communication gear as well. "Yeah, we should probably make a plan as well. Whinging it won't work as well as it did last time. This place is going to be even more crazy. We'll have to be as cautious but as fast as we can possibly be."

Andrew wakes up at the sound of "... one way trip"
"im sorry what?"

Martin just chuckles at the sight of Andrew freaking out as he enjoys his cigarette, he then pulls out his laptop and starts playing Starcraft 2.

The jump guide walks back through to the cockpit, ignoring Andrew.

"How about Martin not jumping ahead and staying with the team?"

"Hey, I do what I want. If you slow me down, its not my problem" Martin says as he plays Starcraft 2, not even looking up from the computer screen

"I think you and I might have been too cautious last time Emilia. If we compromise with Martin I think we'll be as good as we can be - we'll have a good balance. If that gunman arse comes back, it'll be easier to beat him in a fight as a group, as well as anything else that comes our way"

"We are trying to find out as much as we can about this place. We can't do that if we rush through everything. We know nothing is normal here. We can't be taking risks like last time," Emilia says.

"Keep it down, you all too loud" Andrew puts his mic and ear piece on, and goes back to sleep.

"Hows this for an idea: we find a computer, or the computer mainframe or something, and let Martin hack at it. That'll be the best way of finding out as much information as we can, the people in the facility won't, or can't tell us anything."

Martin just laughs, "If we meet that gunman again, he'll probably just kill us, you saw what he did to me last time, he moves too fast... I wish I could do that. Anyway, you're right Emilia, its best if we approach this mission with stealth. When we eventually drop down, we don't want any of them to know that we have come for as long as possible. If we are able to infiltrate the base without them knowing and no alarms being tripped off, we will have the element of surprise and that will give us a better chance at completing the mission, especially if that gun man is there. We can't go into a head-to-head fight with him, he'll just kill us, he is too powerful, he showed us that in the last mission. We need to at least find some weakness in him before we have a chance at overpowering him, so I suggest that we avoid starting a massive gun-fight for as long as possible or at least, use silencers."

"Exactly. And Andrew, I hope not to hear you screaming when you get shot, because if you aren't willing to help us plan, I'm not going to help you."

"Leave him alone emilia, he's just relaxing before we drop", Martin then resumes his game

"It's great you are a serious about the wrong stuff..." Emilia says annoyed. "I'll just go and make something to drink..."

Naru leans back and begins messing around on her handheld computer.

"I don't think this aircraft has a kitchen emilia", Martin says laughing as he continues his game

The hours slowly pass as the plane nears it's destination. It is refuelled in mid air halfway there and soon, in the early hours of the morning, the plane is 15 minutes from the drop zone.
The jump guide walks into the cargo room again.
"Time to suit up, people! Let's move let's move!"

Martin gets up, putting on his parachute, getting ready for the jump...