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"There'll be hostiles on us soon enough, no worries. Loot the dead ones, stockpile your ammo. We'll need all we can get our hands on. And don't think twice on looting them, they're not worth the thought." Cromwell kneels down to one of the corpses, grimacing his face as he'd begin to thoroughly scavenge the body. He recovers two ammunition mags for his MA5C, while also finding a snackbar in one of his pockets. He stuff the loot in whatever pockets on his uniform that'd be free of space. Clapping his hands together as he'd arise, giving the corridor a thoroughly look before holstering his SOCOM, bringing up his MA5C Assault rifle. "Our objective is the bridge, a few levels above us. I reckon the traitors has set up positions around every elevators in all levels close to the bridge, so it'd be better to take the stairs. Let's move when your men are ready, Staff Sergeant."