Rin held what breath he had in his lungs as he saw the tip of the rifle peek through the sliding doors below him. Slowly and carefully he unhooked Stinger and flung the jagged edge down hopefully hooking the guard by the neck the second he saw a helmet. The whip swung down like a mini gillotine hopefully either catching the guard with the jagged blade in the neck or twisting the whip around the neck rendering him unable to breathe let alone call for help. If it was the latter, he could use the girder he was holding onto as a pulley and drop his own bodyweight to lift the guard up. Looking similar to his previously deceased brethren. 

Hopefully his "teammates" would know what to do if his little game of hangman goes sour. This damn A.I. must of picked them for a reason and hopefully that reason was that they could fight. It was obvious that the changeling had some skills and Jemini with his little toy managed to get them hooked into the comm chatter. He couldn't wait to find out what the other fleshlings had up there sleeves.