This was a new one. Vampires they had captured. A vampire that attacked other vampires was new. And frankly, kind of disgusting. But orders were orders, and they had orders to bring this one in alive. Though the squad leader was more set on bringing his men back alive. If they got killed, it was probably their own faults, but replacing them was going to be a bitch. They already had a few in medical bay, and a couple in the morgue. It was bound to happen, when signing on for shit like this.
Most of them hid disgusted faces when they watched the...thing, attack one of the vampires. They'd all seen some pretty harsh things in their times, between their past specialties and war, but this was sort of disgusting. Thank god none of them had ate in the past hour or so.
It didn't take the thing long enough to realize he wasn't alone. That was bound to happen, some of these things could just smell it. Or hear it...whatever it was they did. It was annoying, but they could work around it. Though no one really wanted to get up close and personal with that thing, even when it was unconscious. And everyone was praying they didn't have guard duty on it. "Open fire." the command came from over the communicators.
Still hidden, the men with sleep darts began firing their guns down at the vampire. They came from all directions, raining down on him with precision. They'd seen things doge their fire before. Hell, the power ranger had, but an attempt to capture from far away was going to be done first before anyone had to go near that thing.