Credits come in over Tex preparing for battle, and York opening the teleporter
Tex: Okay I'll take the lead. Give me fifteen seconds then follow, sync?
York: Sync.
Rick: Sync.
Tex runs through the teleporter.
York: I need you to stay tight D, watch my bad side.
Delta: Of course, watching left. Execute in, three, two, one, execute. Good luck.
York: Thanks.
Rick: Let's go.
Rick and York runs through the teleporter and joins the firefight.
York: Tex, sitrep!
Tex: Five of them at three six and three O!
Delta: Three Alpha mark. I do believe I've received the next part of the sentence.
Tex: (shooting one) Dead one at three, one down, cover my thirteen!
Delta: Problem, beta and small explosives needed.
York: Ace?
Tex: Y, stop thinking! Go low!
York: Copy.
Tex: Next reload, let's split up, you go Bravo. Rick, do the rest.
Rick: Copy that.
York: Copy. D, need a speaker for mark.
Delta: Speaker active.
Tex: Copy.
Delta: Mark.
Rick & Tex & York: Mark!
Rick, Tex and York run out and slaughter everyone
Delta: Reloading. Three. Enemy eliminated. 92% efficiency. 36 rounds of 39 fired.
Tex: Dammit, jam! Cover, cover cover!
Wyoming fires at York on his way by
Delta: Alarm!
Wyoming hits York on his vulnerable left side. Tex throws a grenade to move Wyoming away.
Rick: York! Shit!
Rick fires at Wyoming who ends up getting hit by only a few bullets.
Tex: York, are you okay?
York: It's that damn left side.
Rick rushes to the scene.
Rick: D, info.
Delta: York has sustained two wounds to his upper-left chest. Recommend evac stat.
York: Just, need a minute. Heahh.
Delta: Administering field stint, and analgesic
York: Wait, Tex, don't, don't let 'im-
Delta: York is now unconscious. Alarm: target Alpha has reloaded.
Rick: How bad is it D?
Delta: York will not survive.
Tex: Okay D, hop in to me. I'll host you until we get outta this.
Delta: Thank you Allison, but I would prefer to stay, with York. He will need me to maintain his pain medication.
Tex: An A.I. can't fall in to enemy hands, D. If you're in there when he dies, you know what the armour's protocol will do to you.
Delta: I would prefer to stay with York.
Rick: That's very human-like for you D.
Delta: It's just part of what makes us human, Tex.
Tex walks out toward Wyoming, who shoots her in the front... a lot... but she doesn't go down. Instead, she turns in to a hologram, and the real Tex flanks him unawares
Tex: Don't move.
Wyoming: How in bloody hell?
Tex: Thanks for the light show, D.
Delta: I'm here to assist.
Wyoming: Bollocks.
Delta: However I am afraid I will not be able to assist you further. York's armour is beginning to shut down.
Tex: I understand.
Delta: Good luck to both of you.
Wyoming: Both of us? You must be failing if you wish your enemy luck.
Delta: Good and evil are human constructs, Reginald. I was merely attempting to be courteous. (shuts down)
Wyoming: Well one more freelancer gone. I'm afraid the reunion committee will be none to happy to hear about that.
Tex: Can it. Tell me where Omega is and don't play dumb with me.
Wyoming: Hardly. I do believe our dear Omega is currently killing all your friends in that miserable canyon.
Tex: What? Why?
Wyoming: I might have mentioned you were there. He's quite keen to make your acquaintance again.
Tex: But you saw me at the snow fortress!
Wyoming: Tex may I remind you I still have a contract on some of those people at Blood Gulch. I figured why not kill eight birds with one stone, eh?
Tex: Well, you just signed his death warrant.
Wyoming: Afraid not my dear. You see he's already moved on to , and you'll have no way of telling who.
Tex: Who did he jump in to?
Wyoming: Huh, hmhmhm, that dear Tex is between me and Omega. Oh, but you'll find out soon enough.
Tex: You know what? You don't have to tell me. All I have to do is let Rick pummel you senseless, rip off your helmet, and access your communication logs. I'll know exactly where he is.
Wyoming: Uh, hm. I see. Well in that case, perhaps I shall tell you.
Tex: Nah, I like my way better. Zone?
Wyoming looks behind to see Rick who uncloaks himself, before he punches him knocking him unconscious.
Rick: Karma's a bitch Reggie.
