Shuttle 2 - World of Shit
Clad in the metallic shell of her heavily modified Kylie armor, Helen opened her eyes as if waking up from a nap. In truth though she was irritated, endlessly irritated far beyond her ability to articulate. First came the shoddy plan, then came the shoddy entrance, then came the worst joke that she had ever heard in her life, a joke so bad it caused her to grab the back of the pilot's head and force their face into the muck before she strode out from the front end of the shuttle, holding her personal Zen Arms Suppressed Submachine Pistol brought from the YC-28 above the muck, she did not really find the notion of cleaning fecal matter out from the weapon to be a worthwhile usage of her time.
Helen waded through the filth, until she stepped out of the shuttle and looked around to the rest of the group. "I don't know what the hell all of you are waiting for, time is not a luxury." Helen said firmly, before she turned to her group. "Forget the shuttle, we don't have time to waste on that mess." Helen informed her group, as she strode over to the hatch which served as the separation between them, and the station interior. She looked upon it, eying it closely, checking for sensors and alarms which would possibly tip off the enemy... but she found nothing, who would put an alarm on a tank of piss? Well, she would, in all truth, just because of what they were about to do.
Helen turned to the group, before she spoke; "Everyone, weapons charged, locked and loaded. Refrain from using weaponized aether systems or scalar pulses. Solid munition weapons and melee only until we have established a secured perimeter and have determined the route to our objectives." she ordered, before she turned back to the hatch. "My escort, eyes forward, squad leader prepare to clear the hall." With that, Helen quickly operated the hatch before kicking it open, then standing aside for her five-man escort to pour into the hall to secure it. "Fan out! Make space for the others!" Helen ordered, before she went through as well and cleared the way for the others of the group to pour out from their world of shit.
"Eyes open everyone, look for a diagram, schematic, or personnel which we can use to determine our course of action. Suzume, I want you to get to work pulling the aether reactors from the shuttle, I want them ready as improvised explosives since the shuttle won't be using those reactors any time soon, we can use the generators to help dispose of this station if the other team encounters difficulties, or at the very least, to cripple any defensive efforts that may come our way." Helen stated, as she hugged the wall near the entrance to the waste tank.
"Ramiro, I want your group on point from here. I'll be behind your group, Reika you're behind me, Akemi your group is paired off with Suzume's. Mitsuko, your group will be sandwiched in the middle." Helen stated, laying out their order as she took a look around.