BEGIN BATTLESCAPE TACTICAL RECORDING 4-1
Ragnarok: "Thank you for riding with Sea X-COM. Get your helmets on, the cabin is depressurizing. Let's get to hunting some aliens, lads."
Xantalos: "Finally, a bigger gun!"
Reggie: "Are you compensating for something?"
Xantalos: "You're carrying the gas cannon. I wouldn't talk."
Reggie: "Damn thing is heavy, too."
Ragnarok: "No sign of hostiles just yet." *sips tea*
Ragnarok: "Cancel that last. I see one of the bastards."
Doktorov: "Nice shot, herr Ragnarok."
Manta: "Man, are we seriously gonna go into that downed sub?"
Broomy: "I am serious. And please don't call me Shirley."
Thomson: "Ragnarok, check your viewfinder. Aliens on scope."
Bridger (Ghost): "Turn off your targeting computer and whack the sonovabitch!"
Ragnarok: "Er...what? Must have been nothing." *flicks switch* "They'll be toast in a minute." *sips tea aggressively*
Broomy: "Luke, you switched off your targeting computer! What's wrong?"
Ragnarok: "Nothing, I'm all right. Damn, I missed. Hang on, chaps."
Ragnarok: "Got the bastard. Next time I'm not listening to ghostly advice."
Bridger (Ghost): "You'd better goddamn listen to me!"
Hawkwood: "Who let the dead guy on the comm? Protocol requires all radio communication to be between
living personnel.
Bridger (Ghost): "Mhhmmhbrlgrlmrevengerevengemrmemremlglg"
Doktorov: "Vat vas zat?"
Blomberg: "Don't worry about it, doc. Weird shit like this happens all the time around alien crash sites."
Xantalos: "And when did you become an expert on paranormal phenomena?"
Blomberg: "Read a book once."
Reggie: "Cut the chatter! We're not even out of the sub yet!"
*BOOM*
Xantalos: "Alien grenade just went off! Everybody out!"
Hawkwood: "We're clear of the sub."
Ragnarok: "I'm in the smoke. Can't see any of the blighters."
Doktorov: "Ve are further avay from ze sub. I don't see any-"
Thomson: "Doc, that's an alien."
Broomy: "Remember: short, controlled bursts."
Broomy: "The only good alien is a dead alien."
Ragnarok: "Ragnarok here. I see another one. They must have bailed out of their ship as it sank."
Ragnarok: "Kill confirmed."
Ragnarok: "Heading south...sub in sight! Sub in sight!"
MaxClone2: "Lemme get a better look..."
MaxClone2: "...it's a dong. Fucking aliens."
Xantalos: "Alright, everybody, fan out. Don't want a grenade to kill us all at once."
Ragnarok: "Advancing on the sub...I see another one of the buggers!"
Xantalos: "Entrance is clear, repeat entrance is clear! Squad, advance to the USO."
Xantalos: "I'm right behind you, Ragnarok. You go in first."
Ragnarok: "My pleasure."
Ragnarok: "Alright, moving in. Nothing so far..."
Xantalos: "Right behind you."
Ragnarok: "Hard contact!"
Ragnarok: "He didn't die. I'll park on him, just to be safe."
Blomberg: "Xantalos, you going in?"
Xantalos: "Yeah, moving now."
Manta: "Did you see that?!"
Xantalos: "I'm going in after the bastard."
Xantalos: "Ready...aim..."
Xantalos: "Ohh yeah."
Command: "Mission accomplished. All alien biosigns terminated. Get back in that sub, boys."
END BATTLESCAPE TACTICAL RECORDING 4-1