Melkor is careful as well, since he is barely in shape to walk.
"Do you think that we could trust this guy not to screw with us?"- He whispers to Klez and Sirin. "And I quess I have to save your lives as well now, though you seem to be doing better in battle than I. Klez has quite an experience, but you have great talent Sirin, those guns seem to dance in your hands."- He smiles towards them both, though warmer at Sirin.
"I apologise, Finn." Barb mumbles, getting up from his chair.
"Captain, if I understand correctly. We are to try and steal some Ospreys from an Airbase?" He pauses, thinking. "Security is usually TIGHT on-base. Checkpoints, Sentry's, Guard Dogs... It would not be exactly easy, by any measure."
He searches his memory, bringing up events from his tenure in the Military whilst in the Matrix.
"But, they do receive alot of shipments... Food, and such. Rather large and unguarded trucks, those. Wouldn't be too hard to hijack one, and fit our teams on board."
He smiles broadly, before wincing in pain.
"Either way, I'm piloting."