The SWAT truck was as bumpy as ever, but that was something that Alyssa had grown used to over her years with RPD SWAT. Another day, another call. This seemed like it was your typical barricaded suspect call. Based on what Ramirez said, there was no hope for any sort of negotiation. The goal was to get in and neutralize by any means necessary, which was something that the SWAT team had been plenty acquainted with throughout their years working together. This was pretty much routine, as high risk and volatile as this situation was. They were trained to be as efficient as they possible could've been.

"Let's hope there aren't any more civilian casualties." Alyssa muttered, before she pulled the charging handle of her MK18, chambering a round before she tapped the forward assist, securing the bolt forward and rendering the gun live. She glanced at the rest of her teammates, letting her rifle dangle just a bit by the sling as she waited for the SWAT truck to arrive at the destination. The medic was ready to get in there and take out the suspects. Hopefully, she wouldn't have had to treat any civilians or fellow officers. That was the best outcome in her mind.