[indent][b][color=bc8dbf]Karishma Jha[/color][/b]
[sub][b][color=bc8dbf]Time:[/color][/b] 27 APR 25
[b][color=bc8dbf]Location:[/color][/b] Taniland, Africa[/sub][/indent]

[color=a1a1a1]Much like the others, Karishma paid attention to the details of the operating area as they moved their gear into the rather unassuming safehouse. Just one building out of many, the only thing that would have been of note about it was the rather armed people peering out of it to usher them inside, and of course the operators themselves. She wondered if they were a little too bold about this, but there was a bit of safety in confident obviousness in a way. One by one, each crate of gear was moved into the building and downstairs, and she helped out as if this was something perfectly natural. Maybe the other locals in the neighborhood would assume them to be yet more mercenaries of the Order, some allies of the resistance or unsure enough of who they were to avoid reporting anything to the authorities that be. It was all things beyond her immediate concern though, something for the team leader to think about.

Inside she considered a few breach plans as she filled a bowl and thanked the woman, as a Marine never turned down a bit of food when offered and she knew well enough by now to take advantage of any kind of break in the action. All the better for the food being hot, but she appreciated a good homemade meal over MREs any day of the week. In between bites, she listened in and her view of the others started to consolidate a little more. Zaland was still a good boi, and while she knew it was best to consider him just another operator, having Arsala confirm that for Santi and the rest of the group helped establish things a little more. The Chilean himself had no hesitation towards making his thoughts clear, and she nodded along with him.[/color] [color=bc8dbf]"Any eyes up top beats having none at all, and I do agree on the power angle here."[/color] [color=a1a1a1]Karishma stood to head into the kitchen and clean the bowl herself, no use making extra work for their local friends, and then returned back to the group and set to going through her breach-bag to settle on a kit for the op.[/color]

[color=bc8dbf]"I'll pack a charge just in case we need an emergency exit, but I'll stick to the picks and a couple thermite pens. My personal recommendation will be the side gate for entry. Best case scenario will be that the Order is lax on the street level and the gate will be unlocked, I do like to count on the laziness of our fellow grunts. But if it [i]is[/i] secured, then it will tell us a little about their stringency with operational security."[/color] [color=a1a1a1]In her mind it was a win-win in terms of greater operational intelligence, either they understood the Order as a mess of local untrained militia and hardened mercenaries, or discover early on the extent of their discipline and training.[/color] [color=bc8dbf]"The garage though... I think we can work that one pretty well depending on patrols. Though depending on how over-stretched the local opfor is we could work a distraction to draw off elements from the station. Honestly, it's your call boss."[/color] [color=a1a1a1]To that she gave a nod towards Megan, and then towards Juichi as their pointman.[/color] [color=bc8dbf]"Just point me where to make a hole or what needs destroying."[/color]