It doesn't take Rabbit very long to decide at all.
"We're going in." He sets about disabling the Cleaners' weapons as quickly as he can - fuel hoses on flamethrowers are slashed, rifles field-stripped and broken, grenades disassembled and their contents dumped out onto the ground. "Check your ammo." One of the Cleaners starts to sputter out a protest as their rifles are broken apart, but a glare from Rabbit stops him in mid-sentence.
"Faye, Rabbit. Five Cleaners secured in the main courtyard. I'm moving with Parker to secure ground deck and rendezvous with the others on deck three. Mother, five tangos moving on deck two, side unknown."
"Copy. We're moving to Amherst's apartment. We'll get whatever intel we can scavenge on Judge and stay and clear the compound afterwards."
"Check."
Once they're out of earshot of the Cleaners, Rabbit nods to Parker. "Stay soft and check your corners," he whispers over the radio. "A complex this big, there's gotta be more than just five left."
Snow crunches underneath his boots as he crosses the courtyard, rifle up and sweeping the windows.
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"We're going in." He sets about disabling the Cleaners' weapons as quickly as he can - fuel hoses on flamethrowers are slashed, rifles field-stripped and broken, grenades disassembled and their contents dumped out onto the ground. "Check your ammo." One of the Cleaners starts to sputter out a protest as their rifles are broken apart, but a glare from Rabbit stops him in mid-sentence.
"Faye, Rabbit. Five Cleaners secured in the main courtyard. I'm moving with Parker to secure ground deck and rendezvous with the others on deck three. Mother, five tangos moving on deck two, side unknown."
"Copy. We're moving to Amherst's apartment. We'll get whatever intel we can scavenge on Judge and stay and clear the compound afterwards."
"Check."
Once they're out of earshot of the Cleaners, Rabbit nods to Parker. "Stay soft and check your corners," he whispers over the radio. "A complex this big, there's gotta be more than just five left."
Snow crunches underneath his boots as he crosses the courtyard, rifle up and sweeping the windows.
"This's been too easy. I don't like it."