Catch of the day?

[Death.RunningVerminator]

"Freelancer Alpha 1-5 squadron requesting to dock on New Berlin."

"Roger that Freelancer Alpha 1-5 permission to dock."

The group landed on New Berlin with ease, disguised as Freelancers. They landed close enough to the compound so that they could get a visual but far enough as to remain undetected. Torro Trait turned towards the group and nodded. They began their run to the compound. The terrain was at first green, but as they got closer and closer to the factory the scenery quickly changed to a junkyard full of trash, scrap, damaged vehicle components, weapons, crates, and other random items that were out-dated. When they came in site of the first camera, Trait nodded once more and the group activated their camouflage armor. They all knew how long it would last, so they didn't have much time to enter. Luckily for them, the compound wasn't in the greatest of shape and looked like it's been through it's hay day more than once already. When the group was able to pass all the cameras on the outskirts, they approached a large metal door that could only be activated with a pass-code. Torro Trait looked around, eying the door and searching for any other way in nearby. One of the soldiers pulled out a Katana blade forged by the blood dragons. He motioned for everyone to step back, then, with a quick and precise strike at the inner lock of the door, the blade tore through it like butter. The group realized what to do next, and pushed the large door forward and opened it with no trouble.