Firebase Phoenix - Mariner Valley - Mars An atmospheric dropship slowly touched down in the base, kicking up Martian dust as it landed. Several officers emerged from the craft with a security detail not far behind. One of the officers introduced himself to the commander of the firebase, SMAJ Pat Gleason. Following that, he walked over to Farrell and told him, "You are hereby reassigned to the 11th Martian Special Forces Unit, also known as the Cloaked Men, effective immediately. You will be reassigned to Tanis Base MCRSF. The garrison needs your help." Farrell waved a quick goodbye to the soldiers. He'd never really gotten along with them. Several hours later, Farrell, unaware of the impending battle, was awoken by the surprising shockwaves of Martian flak cannons. "Guys, what's going o-" An explosion rocked the dropship. A flak round had exploded too close to the fragile craft, and tore off the two starboard engines. The ship entered a spin, knocking around loose items, while flames engulfed Farrell and his team. Through his dizzying vision, he saw a box with stamped "PARACHUTE." He jumped out of his seat and extended his hand, grabbing the box. He then slid down the wall, and another flak burst blew open the panel behind him. Captain David Farrell was flung out of the dropship, parachute deploying behind him. He was safe.