(OOC - a Dhole is a wild canid. See this picture:
Dhole)
(OOC - Why would an advanced research installation use wood to secure its most dangerous experiments?)
James and the rest of the group headed towards the AWTR. As they reached it, the area was strangely empty.
"I have a bad feeling about this." the Dhole said, brandishing her staff.
"Yeah, something isn't quite right." Zachary added. He had discarded the bazooka and kept only his M-16.
James radioed Shelton. "Shelton! Activate the defensive turrets at the AWTR. We're going in!"
Shelton's voice came back on. "Roger that."
A mechanical whirring noise filled the air as several armored turrets lowered themselves from the ceiling.
James headed over to the card reader and entered his security code. The light on it flashed green and the heavy door began to slide open.
James reloaded his shotgun and went over to Zachary, who was crouched behind a cart carrying a heavy lab bench. Zachary checked the magazine of his rifle.
The 2 Cobalt Squad soldiers also readied their weapons.
"Ok. This is it." James said, "Neku, Siberys, Dr. Joe, Snow, everyone?"
Zachary took a deep breath and aimed his weapon at the now growing gap in the door.