Tyler followed his squadies out of the room, sweeping the lines as they went just in case someone was still crazy enough to be in the building after the shit kicking they had gave them before. He swept through the building carefully, picking his way along. Covering corners, and keeping an ear on his CBRN monitor earplug just in case something starts to beep. Settling down on a corner covering their front, he waits as the rest of the team files past and out into the open. He takes up the rear again as they move out and down a few alleys and out of the danger area.

After they got clear and everything is set up he calls out to the group, "No clue what that place was built out of. If you have masks or something to cover your face with get it on. Last thing I wanna do is write up a report because some one breathed in Asbestos or inhaled some mouse droppings or some shit like that. Don't give any of us safety and CBRN specialists more work." As he said this he sealed on his breathing mask. Making sure it is strapped tighter, made sure the filter on it is screwed on securely. He quickly took back watch on an angle, facing down one line of the street they hid on. They may be nearing the end of this operation, but that doesn't mean they have any reason to let down their guard just yet.

He hunkered down against the wall and the pile of trash he's using as cover. He waited, wondering if this would sound anything like the time he was in the States of the Fourth of July.