The final sublevel guards followed Siberys out of the room, leaving Vic and Neville Iver, the Iguana guard, still unconscious on the floor...
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Another minute of shooting, and the remaining guards were dead. The team inched closer, keeping out of sight of those in the control room.
As everyone took up positions to either side of the door, the Cobalt team crept over from the other direction. As they passed the wall, one of them peeked into the nearby lab, and quickly alerted his companions. The commander took out his radio, and covered his head in his jacket as he whispered into the mouth piece.
"James," he whispered. "Shelton and some other guy are safe in the next lab. We can fire at will."