Sarah stood behind her Crown Victoria for what seemed to be hours, seeing quite a bit of the crowd cascading into the police station. That meant something had went really bad inside the station, but she didn't know what. She changed her stance into a more combat ready one, aiming down the sights of her shotgun as she waited longer. Longer, until she saw a canister of tear gas fly out from the crowd, obviously headed towards the police. It didn't get close enough for maximum range, but that meant if the crowd had gotten access to the tear gas, then who knows what else they'd gotten to. Her question would be answered by the sight of other protesters running out, equipped with shotguns and armor. At that point, the person on the LRAD would commence the talking down of the now armed protesters. "PUT THE WEAPON DOWN!" He said, at his loudest, "PUT IT DOWN NOW!" 

Of course, the protesters had an iron will, and wouldn't give up. "PUT THE WEAPON DOWN, OR WE WILL BE FORCED TO OPEN FIRE." He said, as Sarah aimed her shotgun at the nearest person. The person operating the LRAD then came on their radios, "On the count of three... open fire." He said, sighing, "1...2..." The countdown was cut short as Molotov Cocktail came raining down in front of the police. At that point, gunfire and water was being traded as a war between the police and the people they were supposed to protect commenced. She fired her shotgun at everyone she could see, cocking it with a smooth, mechanical motion as she snapped between targets. She could hear an officer radioing in for SWAT. Sarah could also hear the distant sound of a helicopter closing in, probably media or something. She looked towards Alexander as she fired off the last shot from her shotgun, before she was forced to reload, "Cover me!"