Criols appeared at Izzah's side, poking her to get her attention. "It's a joke. That means it's not true, but it's funny." He said. Moving to the table in the middle, he leaned on it with one hand. "Gustav, care to tell the newcomers about our next assignment?"

Gustav got out a paper with orders printed on it. "Routine assignment to the northern German frontlines, a bit south of Hamburg. We're there to clean up enemy armour and make sure nothing goes too wrong. Should be fairly easy, nothing we can't handle."

Davian leaned forward from his reclined position, tapping his finger on a line of text near the bottom of the paper. "Command says there are a few small Renegades, and a larger one has been spotted in Hamburg. We'll have to be on our toes."

Gustav chimed in again. "I'm sure we can handle some big guys. Anyway, we leave as soon as we're ready, so you may want to take a look at your Guardians, make sure everything's running smooth. Arron, Izzah, your Guardians have been placed in the team hangar along with the rest of the team's. Let's go." He got up and began heading for the door, followed by Gustav and Zacharie. Criols disappeared, presumably teleporting to the hangar.

Arron quickly took out a bookmark, placed it in his book at the point he'd reached and packed it in his bag before getting up from the bed. "Yep, let's go." After tidying it up a little, he went with the others without a worry in his mind; he'd tried this many times before, so things shouldn't get too difficult for him.

Arron smiled a little as he got into his guardian, the Phantom, and ran a quick scan of it to make sure everything would be in order. “So do we have a plan or do we wing it?” He said to the others in the hangar.

"Well, there really ain't much to plan today, is there? We drop in and let loose on anything that shouldn't be moving. Even a rookie could do it." Gustav said through coms, prompting sounds of agreement from most of the team, save for Zacharie.

"What Gustav's trying to say is we don't have the kind of intel we need to really make a good plan. For some reason, contact on the southern front has begun going dark recently. I suspect that might be what they're actually sending us for."