A magnetic ambush.

The Marines were all psyched up.

There wasn't much action lately- just training for something like this.

Being given this kind of problem to potentially solve was a kind of release that they all needed.

They cut through a heavily forested region en route to the drone, but suddenly the vehicle stalled.

The motor, the electrics- all of it was suddenly down!

Before they could disperse and properly react, something else odd started to happen.

"Are you feeling...a pull of some kind," Debbie's second-in-command Jenni asked.
"Yeah, it's subtle...but persistent. It's pulling...up," the Driver says.
"Stop the chatter," Debbie interrupts, "Jenni, Lacey- move!"

With some struggle, they exit the humvee as a pulsing sound can be heard.

In an instant, the vehicle is pulled up past the tree line, just out of sight.

The pull resumed, now seemingly-more focused on them.

"It's the metal. Our guns. Buttons. Belts. Ammo," Debbie explains, "Lose them- now."

The nearby Amazons laugh softly as the 3 Marines remove their weapons and much of their clothes, which soon get pulled out of reach.