Utterly Mad

((Being a little slow on the updates. I blame the economy.))

Lucas:
A brief delay, then the intercom beeps on. The voice is quite scrambled by the intercom though, making it impossible to tell gender.
#Oh? Wisk sent you?#
There's a brief delay.
#Well, looking at you, I can see why you'd need to talk to me.#
You note a little camera above the intercom.
#I've been monitoring the channels. Come on in, we should talk face to face. Last door on the left.#

After another brief delay, there's a clunk, and the door slowly swings open.
Behind it is a rusty corridor with a few closed doors, and an open door on the far left. There's a faint glow there.

Father:
The hound looks at you with contempt for a moment, blood pouring from somewhere above his eyes.
Then proceeds to spit in your face. Luckily, your mask shields you.
"if you hadnt moved, i would have killed you! like i did to your friends..."
The hound says defiantly in broken english, with an equally broken and smug smile on his face.

Smasher:
Even as you annonce it, the rush for the servers leaves a light behind, probably because he didn't hear it over the gunfire.
He sceams as he's overrun, and an insect clips him in two using it's mandibles.

With his (unwilling) sacrifice, you and the last light and heavy reach the server room. The heavy proceeds to close the door, and push a locker in front of it.
"I don't know how long it'll hold, so get to work!"

The server storage has seen better days. The cabinets holding the servers are rusty, and some have collapsed.
The interface has a cracked screen, and the keyboard is lacking a few keys. You could still interface using your PDA (and accompaning cables).
It would seem the reason for this carnage would be that the room has suffered a partial cave-in.

Miraculously, the servers are still blinking, meaning that they're still funtional.

Your squad has decided to barricade the door, and give you as much time as possible.