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"You and I need to have a talk later.", Slade harshly declared, straying away from her question. He was well aware that she probably knew where they were going, and even if she didn't, he couldn't care less. At that moment, Slade was the group's compass. If they wanted their breakout to be quick and painless, they'd have to follow him, with the exception of Reverse Flash, whose nearly unmatched speed proved too much for the Mercenary. For a man like Deathstroke, who'd been used to working for other people, the fact that he got to play leader, even if for a limited amount of time, felt somewhat uplifting, in the lack of a better word. He knew that they'd have to discuss leadership once they broke away, and that it would probably be Reverse Flash who'd claim it, taking into account he was the most powerful of the five, and he was perfectly okay with that as long as it didn't cause him any harm.

The path towards the hangar was bloody. Everyone was on alert. There were loads of units being deployed, and because the area was too open to take cover, Slade was being overwhelmed. His dual pistols served him good for a while, but even they ran out of bullets. The team's best bet at that moment was Reverse Flash. "Hey, yellow guy!", Slade yelled intensely, his voice coming out as somewhat muffled due to the mask. "We need you to clear the coast for us.", he proceeded, this time his tone less acute. The man could snap necks before one could pull out a gun, even with Waller's collar on his neck. He was Amanda's most precious asset at the moment. Slade, in the meanwhile, turned his head to the team, gesturing them to make a run for the hangar as soon as Zoom made his move.