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Watching her fellow operators had definitely instilled some intimidation into Jane's heart. These were supposed to be the best operators nations all over the world had to offer, but none of them so far had been able to complete the exercise. Jane, however, had mustered up the courage to be the next one to go. After the Filipino operator had returned from his run, the stage was reset and ready for Jane's attempt. Walking up, Jane grabbed a sufficient amount of ammunition and supplies. The M16A3 hadn't been a weapon that she was too familiar with. The SDU operator would've rather preferred to use her MP5 instead, but then again, beggars couldn't be choosers.

Loading the magazine into her M16A3, Jane pulled the charging handle back to chamber a round. Pulling the charging handle slighty back once again, the bolt revealed that a round was in fact, chambered. Perfect. Jane then hit the forward assist plunger on the rifle, readying herself for the challenge up ahead. She knew she wasn't going to pass, but damn it she was not going to go down without a fight. Jane wouldn't allow herself to go down like that. 

As soon as she was given the go-code, Jane ran up to a nearby wall. She parked herself against it, before deploying a drone and letting it roll toward the house up ahead. She decided to keep a distance away from the house while she was conducting recon. Based on her experiences in Hong Kong, plenty of tangoes liked to peek out and interrupt the reconnaissance process during an operation. As a result, it had been instilled onto the entire unit that recon should be conducted from a safe position. There wasn't much safer than the wall she had been pressed up against. Watching through her phone, an image of the inside of the house had appeared on her screen.

Rolling through what appeared to be a ventilation hole, she discovered that she was in a bedroom of sorts. Two tangoes were in the bedroom. They had failed to spot the drone rolling around, which allowed Jane to continue gathering as much intelligence as she could. Doing a giant loop around the house, she soon developed her own gameplan to tackle the clearing of this objective. Currently, the "bomb" appeared to be located right in the middle of the living room. That played a huge part into developing her plan. After spending a few minutes on recon, she had counted approximately fifteen tangoes. There were most likely more, so Jane was definitely going to be accounting for that as well.

Her gameplan had consisted of a spiral path throughout the house. She was going to come in one end and gradually clear each room until she got to the living room. If everything went right, she would be ending up in the living room at the very end of it all. Once she was satisfied with the information that she had gathered, Jane had put her phone away and had taken actual action. Employing a magwell grip, Jane had stepped up the left side of the house. She was sure to maintain a low profile, as there could be someone watching Jane move to her deployment point.

Stepping up to the leftmost window, Jane had opted for a breaching charge + fragmentation grenade combo. The shock of the breach and the fragmentation grenade was sure to take care of the tangoes in the room. Planting the charge, Jane then moved back a bit away from the charge. Even though this wasn't live fire, Jane still didn't want to risk anything. Nothing would be worse than injuring herself on a menial exercise like this. 

Having her fragmentation grenade in the other hand, Jane counted down mentally. 3... 2... 1... and breach! The window collapsed as the breaching charge deployed, and a fragmentation grenade was immediately tossed inside. Readying her weapon, Jane then waited for the grenade to explode. Boom. Rubber pellets were spread everywhere, some even coming back out through the window. Once she was sure the explosion was done, Jane had made entry into the house. Stepping inside, she saw two neutralized tangoes on the ground. At least, that's what they looked like. Everyone knew that assailants had been getting smarter over time. It was better to be safe than sorry. Pulling out her pistol, she fired a shot into both of the tangoes' chest. 
 
Reholstering her pistol, Jane then switched back to her M16A3 as she headed to the main hallway. The sudden noise of the breach had definitely caused a stir within the house. The tangoes were definitely relocating and moving position now. Wanting to waste no further time, Jane opened the door and entered the hallway. There she encountered three tangoes in the process of relocating to the objective. She saw them before they could see her, which gave her just enough of an advantage to neutralize them all. Within the blink of an eye, Jane had fired six shots, two for each target. Watching them drop, Jane then fired an extra three shots to ENSURE that they were down. 

Wanting to progress further, Jane then moved with a brisk pace to the kitchen. This was one of the most difficult areas to clear. It was so wide and the angle from which Jane was coming in had made it incredibly hard to maintain a clear line of sight. Stacking up outside the door, Jane had opted to flash and clear. Readying her flashbang, Jane pulled the pin before opening the door and chucking it inside. Quickly looking away, the flashbang had deployed and Jane was quick to go inside. Clearing the funnel of death, Jane again fired quick shots in succession, all of which hit their targets. Once the dust had settled, Jane had remembered that there was an office directly next to the kitchen. Glancing, she had noticed the door was open. This created an interesting scenario for her. She had to go up against the table in the middle to slice the pie, before actually going in and clearing it thoroughly. 

Putting her back against the table, she leaned to the left, trying to see whatever she could from her angle. It looked clear to her so far.  Stacking up against the doorway, Jane then moved in to check if it was clear, which it was. Stepping back out, it was now time to get to the hallway and bathroom. Breaching into the hallway, Jane couldn't spot any tangoes. Of course, it didn't mean the entire hallway was clear. Pressing up against the wall, Jane could hear faint footsteps nearby. Upon further observation, it turned out to be right around the corner. Letting her M16 hang, she opted for her pistol instead, as it was a much more suited tool for the job.

Creeping up to the corner, Jane held her pistol up close and at an angle. She could hear the footsteps get louder and louder. Jane really didn't want to utilize her hand to hand combat techniques, so she quickly turned the corner and fired a couple of shots. The tango, of course, dropped like a bag of bricks. Sighing, Jane then turned around to clear the bathroom. She had to be quick with this one. Someone was definitely going to hear Jane's gunshots by now.

Stepping into the bathroom had revealed something entirely different, though. There was nobody inside, which was odd considering bathrooms were a very popular place to hide. Now came the main entrance. It was a big, open space, but the door was positioned so that she was going to be exposed as soon as she entered. Right on cue, as she made her entrance, she was immediately hit in the chest a couple of times by a rubber bullet. They weren't real, but damn did they hurt like hell. The impact was strong enough to drive Jane back. Cursing herself, she was met by a masked operator. [b]"Did you not see the giant window in the office? Everyone and their mum could see ya! By the time you made your way back, everyone knew where exactly you were going! Better luck next time, if there's one."[/b] Jane groaned and stood up. Defeated, she made the long walk of shame out the front door.

Jane didn't really pay attention to the rest of the operatives who were looking at her. Honestly, she didn't care about what the other operators thought. She just wanted to see where she went wrong, and see where she could improve from there. Plopping down in a seat, Jane then watched the next operator go. Hopefully they had been observant enough to do better, not [i]too much better.[/i]