Luna drinks the wine as she stared at the boss knowing that he is tired, thinking that she should come with or not but is not good with any weapons other than knifes.  

As usual swalinny was sitting in her office, drinking. Not too much, but just enough to keep her active. She had been cutting down a lot. Her bottle was almost empty when she heard chu screaming. She went to the hallway to check when she heard him summoning the whole crew. "Probably the boss who wants to talk" she thought to herself. Following the crowd, she saw her leader standing there. He looked tired, which she knew he was.

she never liked the pulse and had always wanted to take them down. So before everyone left she yelled one last thing. 

Let's go take them down!

Although Jake had not attended the meeting cause he was still undiscovered about an hour before the crew was to head to the airport Swalinny had recruited him and told him what was going down.

Jake, having formal military training as a sniper quickly got his old Lee Enfield from his appartment. Oh the memories this rifle carried. He had picked it up in the trenches of Ypres in the closing days of The Great War, two minutes before he had picked it up it had belonged to a British lad, hardly over 17. The boy had been shot through the eye socket, such a pitty. In his memory John had kept the rifle, even engraving the lad's name on it "Christian Hammerton" it read.

Jake lost himself in the memories for a while. After snappin out of them he noticed he only had 20 minutes left. He jumped on his motorcycle and raced through the streets of DT. Arriving at the airport 10 minutes before Coltrane .

Jake smiled after hearing the plan, he liked the, forgive the pun, window of opportunity he was given. It was basically a shooting gallery!

Alright bossman, I'll try and find a nice spot on the South side of the building. It'll be noon by the time we get there so the sun will be behind me, this will not only make sure thre's no light in my eyes but it will also make it more difficult for those fuckers to pinpoint my location.

After making that anouncement Jake started cleaning his gun, the old lady had to be read to sing.

Jake licks his lips and clears his throat

I could... Erm... Use some of my military tricks. A smoke bomb is a fun idea. But what about gas bombs? I've seen what the can do to a man. Just place one every 20 feet and it should do the trick. If they have an AC unit on the roof I could disable it. Just gotta shoot the control pannel, that won't be hard.

So, plan A,B or C?

Finishing his sentence Jake starts checking his notebook for the adress of an old friend of his, one specialised in gas weapons.

Luna stared at them "umm what if you use both? with smoke can we add poison?" said with big grin on her face but also took out some poison from her pocket.

Jake turned to Luna and in a grim voice explained what he had meant

Ya see, Luna , if you release mustard gas inside the vents it will spead through the building. The thing is, it's not only poisonous, it's also blinding. It dries out your eyes instantly and you go blind after a few seconds. I've seen men gauge out their own eyes because it hurts so much, I've seen men scratch open their own throats because it burns your lungs and windpipe. I've seen men shoo themselves because it's less painful than dying to gas. It is exactly what those cocksuckers deserve.

Jake snaps out of his terifying thoughts when he hears a shot in the plane. Hr hears Coltrane curse and sees John slumped back, dead, in his chair with a bullet between his eyes.

Merde! I dropped mon pistolet!

Jake grins devilishly and slowly strokes his rifle

I can get the gas delivered to us in 10 minutes of us landing. The canisters will be numbered and have pins in them. Respect the numbers, number 1 has a slightly longer fuse than number 2 etc. This is so that they go off at the same time. Place 'em, pull the pin out and continue. Each fuse is 10 seconds longer than the next canister so you have to time your actions and pull the pin out exactly 10 seconds later. Military precision is truly required.

Coltrane , Swaliny , you'll need to go inside indeed. I'll have my contact bring some gasmasks too. You'll notice the gas is spreading when you hear a lot of screaming coming from inside. Mow down everyone in sight.

Irma and I will be covering you from afar. Good luck squadron, erm, I mean crew!

swaliny had stayed quiet the whole plain ride. The dead body was surprising but things happen. She was just busy running the whole plan through her head. 

As they got into the van and arrived at the scene she smiled. 

We are gonna do great guys!

she walks over to the trunk and checks all the guns and ammunition. 

Everything is here boss. We are a go.

Jake races his motorbike through the streets of New York, making sure he hits top speed so that he isn't late. He arrives at the droppoint and finds everything he ordered. No time for pleasantries, he'd pay later. He races to the spot where everyone was meeting. He hands a duffelbag to Luna.

Those are the numbered canisters. You can start placing them as soon as I hand the gasmasks to Coltrane and Swaliny . Don't take to long, the last canister has a 5 minute fuse, if you don't make it out in those five minutes you're dead... I wanted to give it to you straight, good luck.

Jake pulls out two scary looking masks and hands them to the boss and swaliny.

Those are your gas masks when you hear the screaming, breath in deeply and put on the mask. Make sure it's tight around your head or you'll die too. Understood?

I'll be in that appartment there. Third room from the right, fifth floor. Good luck team!