Jack looked down at his screen, 5-40 and 6-40 no longer showed on the map, he could see Phil and the other two scouts, tapping the squad command button he open communication between the four remaining scouts.

“4-40, calling all scouts, report.” Jack said trying not to sound riled.

“1-40 reporting, lost comms with base.”

“3-40 reporting, same here.”

“Ok, everyone form up on me, quick as you can but keep your eyes open and report anything out of the ordinary.” Jack watched all the icons begin to close the gap to him, when his speaker squawked into life.

“Hello? Is anyone out there?” the unknown voice sounded scared.

“This is Scout 4-40, who is this and where are you.”

“Jack? Is that you, it’s Susan I’m at the base hiding in a cupboard in the mess hall. Swarmers have attacked us they came from the North.”

“Ok, Susan are you safe?” remembering that 5-40 and 6-40 were patrolling in the North.

“Safe? I’m hiding in a fucking cupboard and they’re everywhere!” She’s screamed.