Nighthawk: Agreed. Whatever that thing is...don't hold back.
Nighthawk sighed. He then raised his gun, and ejected the slip, catching it before it fell. He put the empty clip in a side pouch, and grabbed a full clip. He loaded his Deserthawk, and chambered the first round.
Nighthawk: I have done this once...I can do it again.
Nighthawk turned to Anaconda.
Nighthawk: I need you on point. Find a scent and follow it. As soon as we engage the enemy...engage active camo and see if you can get around behind them...and take them out. Kill them all...
Anaconda: Very well...
Anaconda grunted and took point, with a Mauler in his right hand. Nighthawk then raised his gun and began to move through Alpha Wing, following behind Anaconda.