"What are you waiting for?! Get in here right now!" The voice over the communicator sounded exactly like Jason, even ending in a frantic, anxious roar. "Are you deaf?! The tech in here is completely intact, and I can't carry it alone!"
Marcus was stunned. In all the time he had known him, the Captain had never sounded this desperate.
Shane forced his face into a calm, unreadable mask. "Captain, fall back first. We'll regroup with you outside!"
The fake "Jason" instantly fell dead silent.
"Run!"
The squad wasn't stupid; a collective chill shot through their veins. The situation had completely spiraled out of control. Shane flashed the tactical hand signal for a full retreat. The squad backed out in a tight defensive formation. Even Marcus didn't argue...
He just clenched his fists, punching his own armored thigh in sheer frustration.
