"I need you to listen very carefully, Lieutenant. The mission is secret. This facility is high-secured, so I hope you will do your best, -- like it should be, since your squad is one of the best."

"Yes, sir."

"As long as you don't fight, you are identical to Cerberus' dragoons. You have the same weapons. Cerberus tracking systems cannot detect you. Holographic emitters in your armour create a perfect disguise for you, -- so don't start fighting unless it's absolutely necessary."

"Yes, sir."

"At a certain moment, it WILL be necessary. Once you get the data, your mission is simple: you just need to stay alive until our rescue shuttle arrives. That's all. Grab your gear and go."

"Aye, sir."

The communicator stopped glowing, and the Colonel sighed. The whole idea has just become even more risky. These soldiers were some of the deadliest biotics he has ever seen, -- but they were ex-Cerberus, and one could never know if they decided to switch sides again...

"Are you sure about all this, Colonel?.." his assistant asked.

"No. But we have no choice."

"And if they try to..."

"It will not happen," the Colonel replied sharply. "Anyway, this mission will be their loyalty test."