"If there was, they'd of probably just done that instead. But if they wanted us dead, they wouldn't go through the effort to convert us. Now let's stop thinking about that, and focus on our task."

Marcus iterated as when Eli covered Max's mouth, he smiled a little. Seemed that he wanted the same thing. Talking about the horrors of the aliens wasn't exactly the best motivator to fight them. When the vehicle stopped and Eli motioned for him to move first, Marcus jumped out the vehicle with his weapon ready on his back. Marcus's weapon of choice was the [url=https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/SA80]SA80 Infantry Rifle[/url], a British-produced rifle with a rate of fire of 610-775 RPM as a thirty-round magazine. On the stock was an engraving of "M A R C U S" on top of a faintly printed United Kingdom flag. It was his personal weapon and he wouldn't replace it. He also carried with him a [url=https://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/thumb/6/6c/Royal_Navy_Bayonet.jpg/200px-Royal_Navy_Bayonet.jpg]Royal Navy Bayonet[/url] which could be attached to his rifle should he need it.

"Hmm... Wasn't expecting a downed ship. Maybe we managed to actually punch through a couple of them. Wait..."

Marcus raised his arm upwards with a clenched fist while grabbing his rifle with the other, now holding it as he spotted blue smoke coming from the ship. He recognised it as an Officer of The Rise, maybe a survivor? Clenching his weapon, he slowly walked forward.

"On me, and stay close. Check your corners, and keep your hands on your weapons. We move in slowly but expecting trouble."

Continuing to walk slowly forward, he went to investigate the source of the smoke.