Major Harris 'gaining a foot hold'

Harris, Whitewolf, Lloyd and Schweeble, suited up ready.
Chrysler remained in the cockpit. "Keep those engines warm Jay" whitewolf said as he disembarked. "We may need to get out in a hurry."
"Don't worry Lt. they'll be nice and toastie, I'm not keen on being caught out by the Pikes"
"Keep an open Comm channel with us, and with the ship, just in case anything happens"
"will do, Lt. Have fun!" with that the Harris and white wolf, led the raiding party towards the Gelf
base.
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A pair of gelfs petrolled the corrdior starting to get bored. Unnoticed by the gelfs the door leading to outside of the base was quietly pulled open and a couple of gernades tossed in. Five seconds later they exploded and the result was a pair of glue covered gelfs stuck fast.
Harris led the security team into the base held ready for a firefight.
"Oh dear, this doesn't look too good, now does it Charles." One of the glue covered gelfs comment.
"I say, I think you are right there, Robort." The second gelf commented.
"You speak english!?" Lloyd said quite surprised.
"What, do you think we speak as those large, overgrown hairballs, my dear." The gelf called Robert said. "Just because we're bloodthristy killers doesn't mean we can't have some class."
Harris pointed his weapon at the gelf indentifed as Charles and demanded. "Alright maty, where's your boss?!"
(Whitewolf, Schweeble, care to continue)