"Science damn it, why now?" Cursing loudly and thinking a moment, Dr. Catseye looked over at the Sergeant. "Call your men, we might need to sweep them fast out of here. If they broke in, we should stop them as soon as possible. They are probably after our lives not breaking machinery and making us crash, but I'd rather not risk it."
He looked at the Operators. "You guys, can you try and keep us in the air long enough to reach the site, or get as close to it as we can at least?" Looking around briefly, he headed to the doorway while focusing on thinking. Where are they now? Dr. Catseye looked back hurriedly towards the operators. "If there are internal defences, please activate them against the zerg. In the meanwhile, we have to either go hunt them down, or find a bottleneck they have to cross on the way here and ambush them there. I need numbers, blueprints, anything to help with this.." He was visibly trembling.
This was wearing on him, he was a man of science, not a tactician, yet he recalled some brief lessons he had overheard. He had some ideas, but the sergeant and her military experience would be irreplaceable with this, and the Wrangler no doubt had her use in all this too.
"They are acting.. controlled." His mind was racing with the possibilities. "They are showing increasing intellect in the deployed tactics. Overlord Scouting, pointing out targets well in advance. Explosives to breach the compound's thick defences. Immediate response to an unreachable target." He grimaced at the conclusion. "There's someone commanding them out here."
The thought was not comforting at all. If anything, it was terrifying.
It makes perfect sense, the organization they have among their ranks suggests control, where that controller is, that is harder to say. Strong mind might be able to confuse them momentarily.
Dr.Catseye adjusted his glasses briefly, grimacing. "Officer Sommers? I need your help." He turned to face her. Anya Sommers was a woman he didn't mind looking at, before the incident, he would have been delighted to spend a little while talking with her, but now he was changed. He didn't want to let it show though. Her status as a Wrangler was shown by the badge in her outfit, so he had a reason to know it. Not just because he could feel the presence she had.
"Officer Sommers, if you would be so kind, can you try and use your psychic strength somehow? I don't know, 'jam' the area ?" He wasn't exactly sure how that worked. Nobody here was psychic powerhouse though, but if they weren't too close to whatever Zerg was controlling them, perhaps the jamming would remove their 'higher guidance' and leave them to run with pure instinct. As if that wasn't just as dangerous.
Intelligent, cunning, sadistic Zerg could be even worse however. Zerg that could form tactcs and cause them even more surprises.