A smile edged on the corner of Echo's lips as he placed the laptop on a workbench next to him and grabbed the rifle. He chuckled as his thumb hit the mag release, and he peered into the clip, but seeing a lack of ammo.
He slid the clip back in and cocked the chamber back. He paused for a second beore bringing the barrel to his brother's head and pulling the trigger, a small click echoing lightly in the hanger.
"Thanks." He chuckled as he pressed the rifle into his brother's chest. "Load it up and stick it in Conflict." He said before turning around and quickly doing some final adjustments with the laptop. "Delta, help Ember when you've done whatever it is you're doing, I need to get myself ready." Without waiting for a reply, he walked at a quick pace through the door, and heading toward the showers. He planned to only take atleast five minutes in the shower before he got out and found his light armour.
The thing was old, but Cerberus had technologies which some said were centuries ahead of their time, this suit of armor was an exception. The thing was only a few decades ahead of it's time; It had an environmental adaption camo system, a nanopartical layer of protection over the metal and unknown, gray camoflaged material beneath. The suit's helmet had a visor which wouldn't alow you to see through, and came optimized with a situational head's up display, which gave detail on everything from materials to possible tactical outcomes.
Once he got the suit on, he pressed a button underneath his chin which alowed the dark colour of his visor to fade into a transparent form. Most suits he saw these days, had furries tail's being cramped within the suit or hung out unprotected begind them. Echo's suit alowed his tail to moe around comfortably with a layer of metal and nano particles protecting it.