XCOM 2 Part 2

Title: “Operation Blood Slayer” – XCOM 2 Squad Debrief with Cruise, Ford, Woodward & Jukic

Setting: Inside a battered Skyranger mid-flight, the squad sits in silence, bloodied but alive. The hum of the engines is only broken by the occasional spark from Joe’s damaged Gremlin drone. They've just survived Operation Blood Slayer—barely.

TOM CRUISE (removing his helmet, panting):
Jesus… that was not a standard mission. They said “light resistance.” That was a damn alien meat grinder.

HARRISON FORD (gruffly):
Next time the Commander says “light,” I’m bringing a flamethrower and a priest.

RON WOODWARD (wiping plasma off his shades):
Boys, that was the closest I’ve been to death since I overdosed in Berlin and woke up in a stranger’s bathtub. These snake things… what the hell were they?

JOE JUKIC (wincing as he pulls shrapnel from his shoulder):
Vipers. They coil you like a boa, then make you watch reruns of The View in your head till your brain melts. Tom was halfway gone till I fragged her with a claymore.

TOM CRUISE (smirking):
Not gonna lie, I saw Oprah in there. Thought she was going to offer me a new consciousness… or a tentacle.

FORD (lighting a cigar he stole from Central Officer Bradford):
And what the hell was that berserker doing? Charged straight through three overwatches like he didn’t give a damn.

RON (grinning):
I respect it. That’s how I went at life before rehab.

JOE (nodding):
That berserker almost pulped you, Ron. If Harrison didn’t shoot its knees out with that beam cannon, you’d be a poster on the Skyranger wall.

FORD (snorts):
I told you: I may be old, but I don’t miss. Especially when a 9-foot space gorilla’s coming for my drummer.

RON (to Joe):
You’re the real MVP though. That drone hack on the mech? Brilliant. You turned their robo-dog into a traitor.

JOE (half-grinning, bleeding):
It’s all algorithms and vengeance. That mech killed Lucky Diamond’s cousin in Jakarta. This was personal.

TOM (gripping Joe’s shoulder):
We’re lucky you were there, brother. Operation Blood Slayer almost lived up to its name.

FORD (sighs, looking out the hatch window):
We left some good rookies behind.

RON (quietly):
Yeah. Ramirez. Walker. That Aussie with the bad mustache…

JOE (solemnly):
They’ll be remembered. In the memorial. And in the music. I’ll make sure of that.

TOM (looking around):
Gentlemen… this war isn’t just about survival. It’s about redemption. For Earth. For the people we lost. For Lucky Diamond.

FORD (nodding):
Let’s make the next mission count. No more heroes. Just survivors.

RON (grabbing his guitar from the weapon rack):
Next op’s gonna be called Operation: Vengeance Funk. And I’m bringing the bassline.

JOE (smiling despite the pain):
Only if we’re doing it in harmony.

The Skyranger flies into the dark horizon. The next mission looms. The squad, scarred but stronger, prepares for war.

Next Mission: Operation Midnight Prophet
The aliens are evolving. But so are the legends.