[center][h1][color=662d91]Daniel "Spectre" Matthews[/color][/h1][/center]

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Spectre raised an eyebrow a solo clear of a house against numerous hostiles, the difference for him was the fact he couldn't depend on his usual tricks. Rubber rounds and lack of being able to stick a knife in someone was annoying, to say the least, his CQC was fine but they didn't really teach you restraint as a Ghost so he wasn't sure he wanted to be beating on targets. Of course, to him, it just meant getting more creative with how he was going to take the building he'd show them what why he was Spectre. He smiled at the big Russian man behind his mask, pulling off the sunglasses he checked over the weapon with practiced speed. "Aut viam inveniam aut faciam." He looked at the mountain of a man before him. "I shall either find a way or make one." He gave the translation from Latin, he waved as he moved to exam the building and plan his assault.

He watched the others before him... So loud and fast, that wasn't his style at all it was getting results however so credit to them. Standing up from his seat he smiled grabbing his drone. "Right... My go it is." He answered as he moved to began the assault.

The Ghost placed his breaching charging on the far window of the dining room, eight signatures inside on the thermals his drone held position hover well placed above the building. "Well, well it's a party ain't it?" He muttered into his comm as he kept the drone in place watching how they moved. "Right... Now." He added before blowing the breaching charge making everyone alert to that location, the guard by the front door moved to check the next room so with practiced silence Spectre pried up a board and rolled up the barricaded doorway. Keeping an eye on his camera as he moved through the door into the bathroom laying down in the tub having just barely missed the now alert patrols.

Watching as the patrols now swept the building he watched one approached the bathroom he shifted only slightly the curtain hid his position and the darkness of the room he couldn't be seen when the trainer entered to finish his sweep Spectre pounced with practiced grace he grabbed him and pulled him close to 'choke' him out. Grab his rifle before it fell, a backup weapon as he laid the 'body' down knowing he had about a thirty seconds now he used the moment to go into the kitchen where the bio-hazard was. He laid down the defuser spare rifle beside it and then flipped over the kitchen table for cover as the blaring noise began, the silence was gone, but he'd turned defenders into attackers, changed the game to give himself a chance.

They came quickly but it didn't matter. He popped up over the top the first time from cover firing as the three that advanced down the long hall until his clip empty tossing that rifle aside as two more burst in from the hallway near the bathroom, he leaned firing back forcing them to seek cover in the doorway. Yet two emerged from the long hall they were making headway moving from cover to cover as they traded shots he hadn't bought enough time yet.

So he rolled towards to take cover behind the kitchen counter letting off small bursts near the targets no more kills, grazes as best until he was forced to reload as he did it he set the rifle auto and swung out from cover firing at the two closet to the charge before being struck by a dozen rubber rounds. He wasn't sure if the timer had ticked down far enough, he heard one person grunt and then complain. "Four wounded and four dead. Not bad." Spectre slowly got up from death smiling. "The goal was always to defuse the biohazard, living through was just a luxury." He added with a shrug, GST smiled. "Granted if could shoot you all through walls with a silencer be a very different story." He groaned and walked back towards the others, they nevered told if the defuser would have gone off in time, didn't matter to him personally it was a losing situation he'd tried to make the best of it.