"Copy that, Kilo-619 out"
Kilo-619 flew into the air, circling the field. Garrison said on the radio to Briggs,
--Go ahead Bravo-890, deploy marines.--
--Yes Sir--
Briggs did the same, and soon the marines of Bravo Squad were out. Garrison nodded to Ashwood, and Kilo-619 landed again, with Bravo-890 leaving to patrol the area. Garrison got out of his seat and walked to the edge of the ramp, where he yelled over the roar of the engines,
"What do you need?"