The over 92 Marines of the Delta Squad, currently being led by Alex and Ryan, had been staying hidden at this coordinate for over a minute, perfectly poised to take down the two Minotaur patrol teams in one fell swoop.
Only their heads were extended slightly out of the corridor walls, the rest of their bodies remaining shielded within the metal structure. They were fully prepared: many held cold energy weapons for silent takedowns, while others had their rifles and even pistols at the ready. All that was left was the final signal to begin the slaughter.
They listened to the Minotaur patrol leaders speculate and share their mounting paranoia over the communications failure. The Delta Marines couldn't help but be amused.
While the Minotaurs' questions did make sense from their limited perspective, the Marines themselves harbored no doubts. Grand Admiral Elria had her own strategic considerations—considerations they trusted implicitly and would never attempt to guess.
