The colonel turns to him as the operatives finish loading up several crates onto the bent down mechs, and the mechs rise, a mechanical whirr coming from the metallic yet human like joints behind the armor that protects their artificial muscle tissue. He reaches for his radio and speaks into it, "Pribrezhnoy oborony vniz oy semʹsot, kopiya?"
"Skopirovatʹ"
"Da."
"Copy."
"Skopirovatʹ"
"Acknowledged."
"Copiare."
Several more acknowledgements would follow, but I'm lazy.
"Davayte vyyti!"
The mechs swivel around, toward an alleyway, and both of them jump upward, landing with an audible 'thud', and scanning the area, while the rest of the NMSSDA operatives file into the alleyway, a man with a CQC Assault taking point, and the colonel gestures toward the alleyway, following his team.