[center][h2]Mateo Secada
Partycrasher
Aral Sea, Kazakhstan[/h2][/center]

"Roger that," was all he said after meeting with Queen and now that he was cleared. So after putting away the last of the intel he had gathered. Mateo went about finding a good position to flank and cause some confusion. Things were already chaotic enough right now based on how his teammates were handling things, and some more chaos would not hurt.  

So Mateo quickly went about repositioning himself and, after finding a good spot near where he was and quickly spotted some targets down range. He quickly looked down his scope and remembering Queen's advice from before. Mateo aimed for their heads and pulled the trigger. Dispatching the three of them with little noise. Now it did occur to him that this is unfair. Someone cloaked and hard to see with silenced weaponry. He might as well be a ghost, and that is how he likes it. Every advantage and opportunities he has over his enemies, the better. That is how he was trained, after all. 

Now he stayed up there shooting at targets until Ogre mentioned on the radio about gassing the ship. "Uh, I guess that is time for me to leave" and without another word. He quickly exited the ship and started flanking people. Catching some unlucky souls that were trying to get a beat on someone, it looked like. Mateo was quick on the trigger and moved on once the bodies hit the ground. He was careful not to be spotted by the mech as he did so. While he did have some C5 on him that could mess with the thing, that was someone else's job, and he did not envy them. Either way, now that his main job was done, he was free to just flank and surprise some folks that going to cause problems for his team. Since there had been enough already and time to live up to his callsign.