Everything was black until Vertigo's eyes opened, smoke rose from the jeep and the bodies of his mercenary friends layed on the ground nearby. After waiting for a minute, he finally got the strength to get up and check everything out. Vertigo used his thermal sight to see if anyone around was still alive, but he was the only survivor. Vertigo took some time to pay his respects to the fallen soldiers of battles long past, he then grabbed all the weapons he could find that were still in good condition and stashed them in a large bag and headed towards the prison camp.
He could easily see the prison camp from the hill, it was a few hundred feet away and he could see and hear the carnage as good as if he was right in the middle of it. He decided that he should try and pick off some on the Lyts on the walls and in the towers before pressing further. He dropped the bad full of weapons and searched through until he found a sniper rifle. he switched his sight to thermal before readying his rifle to fire.
"Now lets see here, ah there's Arrow and Gambler near the gate, there's... Barguest and some other girl i dont know tending to whoever needs medical treatment and oh there's the ones i wana get, right near the dining shack, a little squad of alien scum."
He quickly pulled the trigger five times and all of the alien filth fell to the ground within seconds of each other. He didnt know how good at the sniper rifle he was until that day, he kept on firing from the hill at the Lyts nearest to the medic girls and the ones still inside the camp and in the towers.
Not one team is the future, i must admit the ultimates are the team to side with if survival of your own personal being is important to you. So we have no need to fight each other and i die by the many hands of your team Nighthunter