Wendy continued along with the ground team, her weapon pointed where appropriate as she scanned for any tangos. She knew Lima needed all the men they could, which meant that even the sniper was on the ground with the team. Not that Wendy minded being on the ground, a little close combat didn't hurt much. The Canuck could handle all sorts of weapons, with the exception of rocket launchers and holding light machine guns. Those weren't exactly her area. However, weapons like shotguns, sub-machine guns, and most definitely assault rifles were something she was not afraid to get her hands dirty with. She originally started as a rifleman in the Canadian Army, after all. She stuck behind Neil, essentially covering the rear of the squad as they proceeded through the first floor of the building. They were quick, efficient. Just like clockwork. There was a reason why all the members of Task Force Lima were there. All of them had an incredible amount of expertise in their selected area. 

Before the squad advanced further into the building, Wendy had the strangest hunch that there were still people lurking around on this floor. It was way too easy. "Jan, I'm going to be doing a little recon by myself..." She warned, before breaking off from her squad and venturing around the corner to do some individual reconnaissance. A little recon never hurt anyone. She tread carefully, watching for any sort of threat closely. Her suspicions would, unfortunately, come out to be true. There were two tangos standing right there within proximity to her. If they were to move from their position, they would spot the dead bodies and raise all hell within the building. Wendy was going to make sure that wasn't  going to happen. She took aim with her SCAR, aiming it at a tango's head and popping off two shots. They were clean, indicated by her target dropping like a bag of rocks. She moved onto the next target in the blink of an eye, popping off another two shots and taking them out. They crumpled to the floor, verifying their death almost immediately. As soon as she was done, she relocated back to the squad, finding that they were moving up to the rooftop. It was going to be one hell of a climb most definitely.

One hellish climb later, they were finally on the rooftop. Wendy and her Barrett. It was a much better overwatch weapon than her AWM. Able to pop off .50 shots rapidly. That was the advantage with having a semi-automatic sniper rifle. No delay between shots. Just aim and squeeze. Nothing more nothing less. Wendy took a brief glance to the bottom, and found that this would be a rather crucial point to watch. "Alright guys... I think I'll be setting up shop here... cover the streets and whatnot." Wendy added in as she crouched down, beginning to pull out her sniper rifle and set up a spot behind some adequate cover. Well, it was adequate in context. All it really amounted to was a piece of corrugated steel and a hole in concrete she poked the barrel of her rifle through. It wasn't much, but it was better than being a sitting duck in the middle of nowhere with no cover.