Half Empty - Warehouse
"Confirmed."
Harm pushed through the darkness, the man having been on the flank of the formation for much of their prior movements. Now, he took point ahead of Lenz as he let his ZARCNAM slip to hang by its strap. The shadows hid them as they advanced up to the fire escapes, Harm reaching his left hand to his hip to secure a familiar weapon to any Nepleslian soldier. The HHG was flicked to Mass Driver as he grasped the ladder and firmly but quietly pulled it so that it deployed down for the pair. The guards at the front were in sight, but the way they moved and just enough distance from the light let his enhanced senses and machine mind methodically calculate every movement as he ascended the ladder to the fire escape proper. The only sound of a footfall was the most faint of a "tint" as his footfall landed on the metal scaffolding, audible only to the IPG-enhanced sensory suites.
Slowly and silently, he knew Lenz would be climbing the other escape and making his own progress. The Jiyuuian approached the section just below the posted guard at the highest balcony, finally firmly grasping railing in one hand as he tucked himself into a practiced stance and simply aimed up. There was no deep breath or exercise, simply the barely audible ping of the hammer two times as the Mass Driver fired two rounds up through the balcony into the man's head from below. The rocking of his helmet ensured that the bullet rattled around and did maximum damage, the foe slumping back against the wall. But before he could slide down or drop his gun, Harm was up and beside him, grabbing the weapon with his free hand and pinning the body against the wall with his shoulder to slowly let him slip down the wall and quietly set down.
A similar situation was available for Lenz, though the opposing fire escape meant he could come up behind the rail-holding criminal. The chump was looking down and around, watching out for the group below. The buzz of Harm confirming the success cut over the radio to everyone else, the Jiyuuian visibly slipping his HHG back to his hip as he checked over the guard's
FEAR and ensuring it was emptied before dropping the gun into the corpse's lap and taking up vantage to watch over the others. The assault of the building couldn't start until the front was securing below as well as up-top, after all... and if they somehow got detected, he had the best seat to fire down on the flanks of the five men patrolling the poorly-lit doorway area.