Durgama Takeover

Eighteen zero-zero, the mission had begun.
The task was simple, to break into one of the Zebu Research Center buildings and retrieve as much information as possible, but First Class Sergeant Anderson knew that during an operation, nothing is as simple as the Intelligence show. The area was compromised, whether it was a material leak or a deliberate action from O-12's Buroe, the operational area was invaded by toxic viral fumes. Fortunately they were equipped with gas masks for this mission, they did not know the actual effectiveness of such tools, but always better than breathe that shit . Next to him Anderson could see the first class soldier Jackson, a huge Dog face arguing with his mask, evidently his long snout must have bothered him locked inside it.
"Damn Jackson, get your bearings we're almost in the hot zone."
Suddenly a raised fist brought the entire line of soldiers to a halt. The man who had blocked the column was a living legend ... The Ununknow soldier, and if he had given that signal something was wrong.
"Men, safe away. Get ready to have company."

"Right in the face! Great shot Kyle"
Anderson could not hold back a slight enthusiasm seeing that the missile launched by Minutmen had knocked out the enemy Tag's systems. The situation had heated up quickly, the defense forces of O-12 had discovered their advertisement and had not been long in throwing a shower of lead. The wounded had been taken to a safe area covered in the dense fumes of smoke granades. Now he was locked inside a building, in a battle of attrition. He had to think of a plan and quickly. Suddenly a metallic clang broke his thoughts before a torrent of flames erupted into the room.

Anderson was dead, burned alive. An end that Gutierrez would not have wished for anyone.
She hadn't even had a minute to recover from the injuries he now found himself in charge of. Shehad to thank the new experimental tonics if he felt this fit despite his condition. Jackson had wreaked havoc on the attackers with brutal ferocity before ripping off the Devabot's motherboard along with his entire head. The information had been found, now they just had to get out of that damned hell.
"Here Gutierrez, I request return. And prepare some beers, the mission is accomplished"