As soon as Wendy heard the orders to haul ass and get to a vehicle, she immediately dropped everything she was doing. The Barrett she was previously using was picked up and slung over her shoulder as she searched frantically for a rappelling point down the building. She had the hook ready to go, but having a place to put the hook was an entirely different question. The sniper was soon able to find a place to put her gear on, allowing her a safe and hasty descent down the building. Now... where was vehicle was Jan talking about specifically? The sniper hustled to find it, eventually pinpointing it and practically leaping inside it. The vehicle roared to life, and once again much hustle was needed to prevent many more lives to die in front of Lima's eyes.

Wendy floored it, driving in the direction Jan had told them to drive in. It was scary, considering there were Danish SF everywhere as well as civilians. Neither she wanted to have a run in with. As she drove along, she was dodging stands and people, her feet careful with the throttle and avoiding any sort of unnecessary contact. All she could do now was to drive and hope she was within range for long enough to prevent any sort of disaster from occurring.