Having been so interested in trying to hack the camera systems and listening to the introductions from the rest of the team, Red was startled by Alan’s voice in his ear. Once Alan was done with his second brief, and having listened to the team’s suggestions so far Red felt the need to speak up: “Look folks, while we can easily neutralize the hostiles, I don’t think that’s our problem.” Red taps his PDA and sends a feed of the better armed guards patrolling the building to team’s AR’s. “…These lads are pros or pro-ish. I mean they’ve got some sort of military training, maybe not the best, plus their weapons are better than what most people have these days. If I had to guess, I’d say they’re mercs.” He hesitates for a moment, looking around the group. “Now while any one of us could probably handle all of them, that isn’t what has me worried.” He said as the expression on his face began to change, “Something tells me that the civilians ain’t exactly their objective. If we are to breach in any sort of heavy force, what’s to stop them from using the civilians as shields? Hell, who’s to say that isn’t the reason they let the civilians stay? Now I can foul up their communications easy enough, but I feel like that would just make them more twitchy. I’m not saying we shouldn’t be expecting or willing to lose a couple civilians, but letting them get mowed down because we didn’t at least try to find a subtle approach, seems a little much for our first op.”

Red stopped suddenly, realizing how much he had been talking. He looked around, feeling a little embarrassed and wondering how the others felt about his mercenary theory. “Uhh…right…well then…That’s just my opinion. I’ll keep looking for the weakest point in the perimeter, but at the very least I feel like we should try and separate the real shooters from the ‘wanna-be’ shooters before we bust in there.”