"So are we now splitting into three teams?" Jack asked, starting to get a little confused. This seemed like it was going to be a disaster if they kept up with so many changes. When were they finally going to do something? or where they just going to talk forever. Then there was that electronic which apparently gave the teams names. Team Cobra? that sounded laughable and cliche to Jack. When the aircraft came to a stop, he unbuckled himself from his seat and took his shotgun off of his back to hold in his hands. He simply leaned against the seat and waited for them to be ready. Right now he wonder if he would even get to fry some scumbags on this mission and get into a real fight.