Brass: Alright. Unit, listen up: we're here to find a the object that the big brass is looking for.
Dorsid: Bigger brass?
Brass: Yes, bigger brass. Now pay attention. It's important, so ADVENT isn't going to pull any punches.
Most: Yes sir.
Brass: Ok, let's go.
And so they go. A few steps later.
King George: Heads up.
Brass: Big group. Set up for ambush, let's do this.
Rojas: They're walking. Move fast.
King George: Shite!
Brass: You're the scout here! How are you seen?!
King George: I'M THE KING!
Brass: Oh for the love of-engage!
*BANG*Dorsid: Shitshitshitshit
Rojas: Good shot, rookie! Keep it up!
Rojas: Shit, he's still alive!
One-Shot: Mine.
One-Shot: Down.
Brass: Good, now keep your guard up!
Graverobber: I hear skittering.
Graverobber: George, it's coming for you.
King George: What is coming?
King George: Ah.
Brass: George! Wh-
King George: BY THE GODS YOU SHALL NOT TAKE ME!
Cryssalid: *Blarg*
Brass: ...well I'm glad you're swinging arm is just fine.
Dorsid: And that's another one! We're doing really well!
Rojas: Don't jinx us, rookie.
One-Shot: No no, he's right.
Shape In The Distance: *Blarg*
Hellion: I think I can see his brain.
Brass: ADVENT is definitely not staying down. More incoming.
Brass: Vanya, do it.
Graverobber: Thought you'd
never ask.
Graverobber: BLOOD AND VINEGAR!
Dorsid: Is-is she always like that?
Brass: Only when snakes are involved.
Rojas: More of them.
Rojas: Looks like a mostly mechanized unit.
Brass: *Makes a critical overwatch shot at maximum range with a fucking shotgun*
Muton: THIS SHIT IS RIGGED! *ded*
Rojas: Fine, an all-mechanized unit.
Brass: Schmidt, go up top and use some magic.
One-Shot: Done.
Brass: Ok...let's see.
King George: There's a gun emplacement beyond this mech unit.
Brass: Got it. Hacking in.
Brass: Son of a bitch.
King George: Hitting the mechs.
Brass: Keep yourself in the shadows.
Brass: HOW?!
Mech: HE'S OVER HERE HE'S GOT ME HELP!
Brass: Oh. They yell?
King George: This one did.
Mech: THEY CANNAE TAKE OUR FREEDOM!
King George: See.
Brass: ...Right. Unit, go on defense, the remaining mechs are coming.
Dorsid: Is here good?
Dorsid: Ow
Dorsid: *Blarg*
Brass: That's a no, then. Who's on corpse duty?
Everyone: Not me.
Firebrand: *Sigh*
Hellion: Let's focus on what's important here, shall we? *pew* *pew*
Brass: Good shots.
One-Shot: Hey guys, I see this thing in the distance.
One-Shot: It's probably nothing.
-Battle continues for a bit-
Everyone who sees it: Idiot
Sectoid: THE FIRE SHALL SET ME FREE!
Graverobber: I'll set you free, you brainless idiot.
Sectoid: GRACE ME WITH YOUR DIVINE PRESENCE!
Sectoid: *Blarg*
Graverobber: Creepy lil' shit.
King George: No kiddin'.
-A little mop up later-
Brass: Whew...alright, everyone gather up.
Graverobber: I think we killed everything.
Brass: Could be, but intel said there are a lot of Crysallids.
King George: I don't think we saw a lot of Crysallids.
Brass: I don't think we did either. Scanning.
Brass: Bingo.
One-Shot: Engaging.
One-Shot: This gun isn't sighted right.
Shock&Awe: Maybe you should ask Kaos to set it for you.
One-Shot: I'm sure if I hit him enough times it will set straight again.
Brass: Shut it and fire!
Rojas: Do you see what we're looking for?
Brass: [Standing like ten tiles away from the Gate] I don't see anything.
Gatekeeper: SURPRISE MOTHERFUCKERS!
Graverobber: 'sup
Gatekeeper: shit
Gatekeeper: Oh my god I came out of retirement for this
Rojas: You get retirement?
Gatekeeper: Fuck yeah. Steal 1000 souls and you get free healthcare. Watch.
Everyone but Vanya: shit
Gatekeeper: hahaha fuck you
Rojas: Hey do you like pellets?
Gatekeeper: What oh god NOT THE FACE
Rojas: That's what I thought.
Brass: *sigh*. Well, what's done is done. Central, this is Menace 1-5, we have secured the Gate. Be advised, we have a downed operative requesting extraction...
Central: It's the new guy isn't it.
Brass: A-yep. Though we're pretty banged up too. They got this floating eyeball thing that can throw some kind of psionic bomb or whatever.
Central: Copy. ID the new target as Gargantua from now on.
Brass: Well, I figured we'd call it the Gatekeeper since it came out from, y'know, the gate thing.
Central: That works too. Sit tight, Firebrand's on her way.