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We hold them off as long as we can, then we fall back to the storeroom.
Something inside of me wouldn't let that other thing take over and I fought it.
Oh, my.
- You okay? - Yes.
Let's go.
Come on.
- One gross of detonators. - What are those good for?
A few of them seemed okay.
Something broken?
So only cops have guns, eh? You fucking pricks.
from outposts to settlements...
Five bucks.
Where is everybody?
Say your prayers.
There's even a Rover parked out there.
They was trying to help the others.
That's Desolation Williams.
The plan was simple.
They're concerned that the rumors are getting out of control.
He committed suicide.
What matters right now is that we stick together to get out of here.
- Officer to train, do you read? - Where the hell have you been?
Soon as we kill one of them, whatever is inside is gonna come after us.
- Where's Williams? - He took off out the air lock.
to dance.
Got it.
You've had the best training. You have the best gear.
If it's Desolation Williams...
Yeah?
Doesn't that bother you?
We sealed the air lock doors, and Sergeant Jericho dismantled the lock.
Look for the train. See if you can get someone on the radio.
Let me guess. He's got your shotgun, right?
I want your after-action report.
When did this start?
Come on, man. On your feet. Let's move.
You'll be all right.
Easy.
You want to check it out?
Trans Marineris 74 Yankee...
There's nothing we can do for this guy.
Is our statement to the Cartel going to be that Mars is being overrun by ghosts?
We'll let you walk. Just let the girl go.
What are you talking about?
Attention, all police personnel...
Like I'd been invaded by something...
as soon as I get back, I'm gonna tell my superiors about this fucked-up planet.
About 40.
What are you gonna do?
They couldn't open the door from the outside, so we were safe...
Lieutenant Melanie Ballard...
How are we doing?
Who are you calling scumbag, motherfucker?
Let's go.