Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20160222012105/@comment-5543592-20160224215019

Aleksandra's rocket gradually slowed, and the pilot spoke over the intercom back to the passenger compartment.

"Captain, we've arrived at the target location.  This is Tiangong station.  Whatever objective the Lieutenant Captain has sent you on, it's hear." It had now become clear that this pilot was acting under Yuri's orders (and that notion alone meant that they had been Zekoff's orders) to fly Aleksandra around to where ever she might please.

"The Lieutenant Captain also wanted you to know that, if you felt the need to engage your targets, you should remove all Soviet markings from your armor."

As they drew up to the station, Gunny called back to Brody.

"Look out one of the port windows.  See any entrances you like?"

The waste disposal port was pitch black, but Carter's Red Sight easily negated that for him. He picked out shapes of  walls and a curve. They appeared to be in a long tunnel that twisted up ahead.

"Let's move." He said, pulling himself forwards, so that he floated towards the curvature in the tunnel. It was eerily silent, the noise in the soldiers' ears was their own breathing.