Commander Queen leveled his Rifle at the Wraith Soldier who held a civilian in its arms, using her as a shield against the strike team. "Damnit... Sergeant, do you copy?" He asked into his radio, receiving dead silence in return. Queen glanced at his radar. The only friendly signatures it showed was simply himself, Corporal Johnson and Private Mendoza.
The Wraith growled something at the remainder of the strike team, it's legs carrying it back, it's arms holding up the poor, struggling woman hostage.
Previously, a team of three of these Wraith Soldiers attacked them out of nowhere as they found the woman, trapped beneath some rubble. As soon as she was out, the Wraiths took out Private Henderson, and grabbed the woman hostage. Being quick and deadly, Mendoza, Johnson and Queen were able to take out two Wraiths, but the one holding the woman was all that was left, and it didn't seem happy. He sent Sergeant Valkyrie and Corporal Finch ahead to scout. Best bet is that their dead now. Mendoza is injured from the Firefight, and hidden from view, leaving Queen and Johnson up against one Wraith.
It continued to shout obscenities at them before disappearing into an alley, and out of sight. "Johnson, watch Mendoza." Queen ordered as he took off after the Wraith, leaving Johnson unable to say her piece on Queens decision.