Bird looked over to Adeleida, chuckling.
"It's not what you think. My name's Joanna Bird....hence you see why they call me that. Bird." She said, chuckling, as she then checked her baseball cap, adjusting it slightly with a little tilt, the black baseball cap covering her blonde bun and just generally being there to keep it all together.
"We were loud, but I was looking from afar. Didn't fire a bullet till later. But what I know is, is that Scot put a bullet into Khanya's heart." She said, as Scot looked over to Adeleida and Bird, hearing his name.
"It wasn't clean...but that bastard's dead, and we wouldn't have pulled off anything more accurate." He said, exhaling, as he looked out into the distance, at the lack of lighting aboard the 
"We'll need to detach before the ship, or the EMP could fucking fry us. No doubt it isn't the most long lasting, but shit, losing a helicopter isn't good for buisness." He added, wanting to move away from the fact that he had to shoot that poor girl. While he knew basic first aid had been administered, the bullet hadn't been pulled out. Wojtek was the kind of man who didn't care for a little fallout. He wanted a job done. And Scot felt the same too, albeit the fact that she could have been left dying there. She didn't deserve it. Yet this was his job, after all. He had to carry on. And that he would, as he took his MP5, sliding a 9mm magazine in before slapping the bolt.

Thor simply nodded to Wei's orders, knowing full well that they were going to release.
"Copy that." He said, as Wojtek started the engine again, as Falcon swept them in, the boat being released into the blue sea, as the propellers span up. Within a while, the boat was moving, and they were going. It felt strange, but to Thor, this was normal. He had good sea legs, either on it, or below it. It was his Viking heritage, perhaps, but no less it was a strange feeling. The boat moved over the thundering waves, as Wojtek detached his karabiner, seeing the Odessa come in sight.
"This is Osprey Actual to all friendly teams aboard the Odessa, we are advancing on starboard of the ship, near the container lift. We see the bodies." Wojtek said, as they bobbed up and down, closing in quickly. This boat could haul ass when need be, and right now, it was doing just that. They pulled up by the ship, as Wojtek slowed down, aware the rest were aboard.
"Bird, Scot, let's get the grapple hooks up onto it." Wojtek ordered, as they headed to a small box at the back of the boat, opening it up and grabbing the paracord, before strapping it to the side webbing of the RIB. Lobbing it over, it hooked around the railing of the side of the Odessa itself, as the boat became tethered, as Wojtek checked his rifle, and make damn sure it was live. There would be no enemies on the top deck, but below, they'd need support clearing it. And right now, Wojtek could guess they were good.
"Virus, you first- we'll follow you up. We should sweep behind the other teams and help them secure any loose rooms left behind." He said, as his own team got ready, NODs down and weapons armed and ready to go again. While Czech's Minimi would be unwieldy, Wojtek had the perfect rifle for this job, and likewise did Scot- the MP5SD being a weapon that was elegant, and almost to any Special Forces operator, the perfect incision tool. The C8 joined it, and Thor and Bird had already compacted the CTR stock in, to give the weapon a better handling. Whatever was going down, Osprey knew they were going to kick the remaining heads in.