Everything blacks out

The entire company managed to get in without an issue. The comm network was alive with each squad reporting finding various illegal goods. Condoms, birth control pills, temporary sterility pills, and all sorts of others but no people. They had obviously been mass producing these goods and it was disturbing to think of why. The amount was painting a picture of how many people were using the goods. Or perhaps just how many were in the Freedom Fuckers. That second thought was obviously going through the minds of the women inside. This combined with the lack of contact had everyone on edge, they were 50% through searching the facility and the schematics showed that they would be reaching the living quarters soon. You switched your screen back to Lieutenant Elizabeth's who was at a terminal to try and get any logs the factory might have had.

Your screens went black.

You sat up straighter and tried to switch cams. Nothing.

"Amelia report!" You called over the coms. The only response was static. Your first thought was that you might have been hit by a sudden star flare, while equipment was supposed to be shielded against that they still occasionally managed to cause trouble. But upon checking you still had communication open with the ship. That would have been out if it was a star flare. "Lieutenant Dakota, send a squad over to the airlock, double time." You ordered the Lieutenant with you. Having also been watching the cameras of the soldiers inside she had obviously been waiting for that order.

"First squad go. Second squad follow." She ordered as the drop ship door opened. You had only ordered a single squad but you weren't about to fault her for being cautious. Especially as she left along with them. Keeping a close eye on your communication link to make sure it wasn't going away you watched her camera as they sprinted as fast as their mag boots would let them to the lock. As they reached the door Dakota tried to cycle the lock, Elizabeth had disconnected it from the base mainframe to prevent the inhabitants from regaining control so there should have been no issue. The door refused to open. After plugging in her own hacking tool Dakota cursed. "Ma'am there was a virus buried in this terminal. Its shut down all cycling procedures and fried the circuits. We're going to need to blast our way in." She informed you.

You'd tried to get permission to bring over the breaching charges on the first run but they'd been denied. Now it was going to take an hour for the ship to send in another drop ship with them and a temporary airlock. With who knows what going on inside.

Your screens suddenly went active again.

You couldn't help but let out a curse in anger at the sight that greeted you.