[h2]Raymond Haywood: Icehouse Hideout --> Trainyard[/h2]
Well, the Broker wasn't wrong. Defenses seemed sparse at best, and just two guards were out front. He couldn't imagine many more would remain inside... now, that said, he did prefer having quiet when he was thinking, so being asked three stupid questions in a row was very distracting indeed.

'Sofia, Thunderbolt, be patient,' he whispered. 'Heartless, I do not carry tranquiliser darts, because those are not as convenient as fiction depicts them without the Tinker tech to back them up. I [i]could[/i] just shoot him in the head to knock him out, but that wouldn't be fantastically quiet, even with a suppressor... then again, neither is tasing a person to the ground, and unless somebody happens to have a tranquiliser dart designed by a Tinker and a blowgun to fire it out of, the headshot is probably the best option.' That said, he drew his weapon and transformed the gun to its FN P90 form, complete with suppressor - he wasn't so foolish as to disclude something like that, though alas, Matrix hadn't been able to fit them onto the larger weapons too. Maybe if he had the Tinker create some drones...

'Heartless, take out the man on the right. I'll deal with the one on the left. Tie them both up quickly once that's done.' Without another word, Raymond scoped in.

[i]Left soldier, head. Unconsciousness via concussion, no permanent damage. Minimise chance for bullet to enter the building.[/i] If he zoomed out enough, he could still keep the other soldier in sight, and could therefore fire as Heartless tased the man. Simple enough... and if that worked out, then the rest of the raid ought to go down like clockwork, in-and-out in very short order.