Spitter: *dying but still strong enough to attack* Zaravan: "It's "fuck you, SIR" Squaddie." Zaravan: "Ikb, accompany him so that he'll stop complaining and do his damned job."
Zaravan: "I know that, Squaddie but you forget that I am ordering you to go over there and torch the goddamn alien or your ass is grass the moment we're back in base." Slingshot: "Are you crazy, Commander?! One guy got melted by that thing's spit! I don't want to die like that!" Zaravan: "Slingshot, I want you to run towards the UFO entrance and fry the snail." Maz: "Okay, all smoked up, le Commandant. let's change our game plan with fighting this alien. Night: "It tanked HE rounds and it's still fucking standing. What were the aliens thinking when they made this snail?!" Snowyowl: "Hey man, my showing off has saved your asses so many times before." Ikb: "Okay, this is just showing off, sir. THE CURRENT ENVIRONMENT IS PREVENTING THIS UNIT TO BE ACCURATE."Īnthropod: *surprised as the bullet is speeding through his head*Īnais: " THE ALIEN FLESHBAG IS TORN APART BY HE ROUNDS."
Night: "We need to work on our accuracy, girl."Īnais: " MY WEAPON SYSTEM IS FINELY TUNED. Zaravan: "The rest of you, start popping smoke and move out."
LOADING SHELLS AND PREPARING TO EXTERMINATE." You and the unit can go nuts on what you find out there."Īnais: " UNDERSTOOD. Night, have the HWP scout the Northern parts of the UFO and circle around. They're a good substitute to the AP rounds and-." Snowyowl: "Hey man, it's part of the perks of being a dedicated sniper with the best piece of equipment I'd ever get my hands on. Night: "Seriously? You're doing this while sitting inside the Skyranger?!"