TAGON: Comms are back up! I repeat, comms are back up!
TAGON: Bristlecone, can you patch me through to Xeno Team and field surgery?
BRISTLECONE: *over comm* I can, and I just received queued reports from them.
TAGON: Outstanding. Give me the high-level.
BRISTLECONE: *over comm* Xeno team discovered intelligent life and used it to hide from missiles. Field surgery blew up Ch'vorthq's body, bottled his brain, and airburst a five meg as a distraction ploy.
LIZ: Why the "impending doom" face, sir?
TAGON: Impending debriefing.