The 15 Man recon team had been beamed into a dark corridor, very alien compared to their ships. The only illumination was the blinking blue lights that acted as running lights along the corridor. McKnight looked over at his platoon Sergeant and saw he was scanning the area too.
"Sergeant, take 8 men and move out towards the area to the rear of our current position. Stay in contact." McKnight said as his heart pounded out like a canon. It had been awhile since Matthew felt this uncertain and fearful.
"Roger that, LT." Staff Sergeant Chavez replied, motioning his men to follow him. After they had left view of McKnight's portion of the platoon he too began to use his tricorder again.
McKnight saw that on his readings his team would move ahead roughly 100 meters before reaching the command center. The Marines moved swiftly to the area that was closed off by a door. There was some alien writing that couldn't be broken by the tricorder's computer. However on the other side of the door read 5 unidentified aliens.
Matthew took a deep breath and thought to himself for a few fractions of second and then went to work at the task at hand. "Peterson, open the door. Keller, Boyd, toss three stun grenades in there. After they go off move in under the cover of smoke which I'll throw, in teams of three. Count of three ready." Peterson placed a large disk shaped device on the door that four buttons. Peterson then pressed the buttons in a certain type of sequence then McKnight leaned against the door frame as it opened up.
Phaser fire erupted as soon as the door opened up. The stun grenades went off and caused a lull in the firing. It was enough for McKnight to jump in and toss a smoke grenade. Before tossing the grenade McKnight saw three huge aliens near the opposite side of the command center. He took immediate fire.
McKnight returned fire as quickly as possible, hitting all three. The rest of the platoon moved in and secured the bridge/command area rather easily. The bridge was a rather strange design. A group of controls in the rear of the ship and a set of controls in the dead center of the deck. The controls were pyramid shaped and about 2 meters wide and 3 meters tall.
"Chavez, this McKnight, come in."
[Chavez here, sir.]
"We've secured the command center, your status?"
[We've got five cornered. Oops make that none.] Sounds of an explosion erupted on the communication's channel.
"Very well, 2-5 Move through the rest of the ship. We have 6 more unaccounted for. If you need back-up or support call me up over."
[Roger that 2-6, 2-5 out]
"Iwo Jima, this is Lieutenant McKnight, we're securing the vessel now. Any further instructions?"
[No further instructions stand by 2-6]
Matthew and his RTO began to work on of the command center's control consoles to see if they could figure anything out. It appeared to all be alien to both the men and the combat tricorder.