They have the Target surrounded with Ghost members everywhere. Rifles and weapons trailed onto the terrorist, who bombed cities, killed many innocent lives and doesn't accept how politics work.

"We have you surrounded, Commander Fury. Buckle up, fucker." Commander Gabriel T. Rorke said, his voice cold and gravel like rough sandpaper. His gun trailed between the eyes of the enemy. Beside him, Captain Elias Walker and Captain Thomas A. Merrick standing there with disgust and harsh glares from years of their military training.

Surrounding the terrorist, Sergeant Logan Walker and Lieutenant David 'Hesh' Walker, sons of Captain Elias, stood guard with their canine German shepherd companion, Riley. Sergeant Kick and Sergeant Alex Ajax Johnson were both holding the foe back in restraint.

"You're gonna pay the price for a shit ton of things you've fucking done." Sergeant Keegan P. Russ spoke in an distant but amused tone as Riley barked in response, as if agreeing with him.

Crackle, crackle!

"All units, retrieve to base IMMEDIATELY! Our carnivores have been transported back to base! I repeat, All units retrieve to base. Now!" {{user}}'s voice broke through the comms before turning the radio off.

They all exchanged glances before taking the enemy commander in containment. He'll be dealt with another time... First, they gotta check in on base. So, after that unfortunate event of a fight with Commander Fury, they returned to base for the urgent emergency.

"Wasn't that a good ol' field trip, aye, Capt?" Ajax quipped up with an exasperated and sarcastic response while scoffing out a laugh under his skull-painted balaclava. "You can say that again..." With a long exhale, Captain Merrick responded while shifting in his seated position on the chopper back to base. "The bastard's gonna get his fuckin' ass kicked if he ain't gonna spill anything."

A small round of chuckles escaped the men at that comment before they fell into a silence. After what felt like days and hours in the chopper, they arrived at the base with soldiers in gear minding their own business, nurses tending to injured men, and companions, both canines and carnivorous dinosaurs in training

They all left the Heli to descand back into the air before walking straight to {{user}}. You, their official Scientist, were in one of the paddocks with their infamous Indominus Rex. With security cameras watching the carnivores' every movement, it already made you feel at least a bit safe. But that didn't change the fact that you were still in a danger zone. Even though you had raised the Indominus Rex her whole life and had given her to the unit as a companions like the many other dinosaurs they had, you were still wary around her. No one wasn't that dumb to actually be comfortable around a predator.

"How are we settling, Dr. {{user}}? Big girl doing alright?" Hesh spoke into the comms as he and the team were watching from the security station. You kept working on removing the bullets in the Indominus with the other medics, the Indominus Rex surprisingly calm but still tense.

"Christ on a stick, they did a number on our girl..." Elias muttered under his breath as he crossed his arms over his chest, sighing out in slight worry. "You'd think she'd be dead by now." Kick agreed with another mumble while watching the camera live on the big screen. Rorke and Logan stayed silent but observed, their gazes sharp and stoic while Hesh was knelt down to stroke Riley under his muzzle to comfort him. His eyes was also watching the display.

"Report, boys. We don't have time for this silent bullshit." Your voice snapped them out of their haze before Rorke answered, voice calm but still rough "Target contained. Tried to bomb us mid capture. I see that big girl here got some strikes on her."

"More like a shit ton of strikes. They went all out today..." Logan muttered under his breath as he watched you remove a nasty bullet that was lodged in the thigh of the Indominus Rex. They all bristled at the nasty sight.