Kan' Sharuminar
Fluffy
While the others spoke, Gregory left the room. He made a beeline for the cryogenic chambers he and his comrades woke up in. He went to the coffin-shaped container, reached a hand in and with a quick flick opened up a secret compartment base. Revealed were a handful of weapons.
He then walked quietly to the cabins, making his way to his set cabins and opening his locker. Inside was a few suits, a decent dress uniform, and...
His SAS beret. Gregory picked it up, played his fingers over it before putting it over his head. Checking the mirror in the room, he made sure it was adjusted right, before turning back.
There were one or two more items in his locker. One was a military-grade knife, more designed for tool-work than combat. The other was a music player, containing the complete Gregory-collection of top-grade music. He switched the player to Oasis - a classic Manchester band - and walked back to command.
Entering the room, he tossed the stun grenades and dynamite to Fraser, and the spare pistol to Martin.
"Gentlemen, I'm tired. Bloody tired. But I'm not going to sleep until that goddamn alien connection is off of my goddamn ship. Either it goes, or I do."
Gregory arms himself with:
1 - A black and wood AK-47 with 5 clips
2 - A black SIG Sauer p226 pistol with 5 clips
3 - A shiny Desert Eagle pistol with 5 clips
He also has:
4 - Two Schermuly stun grenades ("flashbangs")
5 - Five dynamite stick.
He then walked quietly to the cabins, making his way to his set cabins and opening his locker. Inside was a few suits, a decent dress uniform, and...
His SAS beret. Gregory picked it up, played his fingers over it before putting it over his head. Checking the mirror in the room, he made sure it was adjusted right, before turning back.
There were one or two more items in his locker. One was a military-grade knife, more designed for tool-work than combat. The other was a music player, containing the complete Gregory-collection of top-grade music. He switched the player to Oasis - a classic Manchester band - and walked back to command.
Entering the room, he tossed the stun grenades and dynamite to Fraser, and the spare pistol to Martin.
"Gentlemen, I'm tired. Bloody tired. But I'm not going to sleep until that goddamn alien connection is off of my goddamn ship. Either it goes, or I do."