Her jaw tightened as she stepped on the fallen captain's chest and put a bullet in its head. "17" she thought to herself "the desert will get that one" as she glanced at the swirling, endless red sands of mars. "Just you two then". The last of the fallen squad escaped into the lifeless facility. She pulled her cloak in close and drudged on. The dark hallway went on, seemingly forever. She moved forward quietly, her only company was the sound of her boots and the light howling of the wind. A sudden "craack" pierced the air, making her hairs stand on end. Rounding a corner, she could see it. A hulking cobal, hunched over in the hallway 100 yards away, playing with two dead fallen. Behind it light poured into a great hall from the ceiling, illuminating the end of the hall. The light fell into large hole in the center of the room. She could hear drilling and crunching noises coming from the hole. "The basement..." she grimaced as she pulled out her sniper, exhaling as she lined the cobal's bulbous, ugly, head in the sights. She pressed her finger slowly against the trigger, her jaw tight.