So the plan is set, and this Niko hoop ain't budgin' on it. We are taking the train through an exposed part. Plan is to isolate her and take the opposition out quickly and efficiently if possible. Hmm...
As they were all conversing, any glance back towards the short tusked mechanic would see her cybereyes focused on the space in front of her, a pursed frown on her features and a narrowed brow, arms crossed under her chest as she seemed to be working on something. Occasionally her gaze would shift slightly, as if focusing on something else as she worked in her now multiple private AROs she has opened.
"....Well, if the team spread ish how it soundsh, then my help ish shtickin' with the Silver Scorpion..." Silver Scorpion. Gonna have to rib Yelena for that later, heh Arc chuckled inwardly as she stepped forward, cracking her neck as she started opening her windows in a local broadcast...visible to those Matrix capable in the room. A rough drawing depicting the scene description of a train exposing above ground for a moment was the first to show, along with a cutout simulating the potential meetup. Taking a moment to get her AROs in order, she made sure she had the group's attention before continuing.
"So thish ish how I undershtood the sitch, feel free to shift it ash needed. Y'all gon' be in the train when it movesh, then we hit here and boombah.." A quick activation, and the simulation showed charges going off to halt the train. "The game ish on. Here ish where you gotta isholate and neutralize Tsina and her croniesh. I can help in two ways..."
She pulled up two images: her rotodrones, one fitted with a silenced assault rifle, the other a silenced sniper rifle. "Shuppresshive fire and outside shupport, windowsh pending, at y'allh dishcretion. Obviously, I'll need a shecure shpot to work with these, but I can, null shweat. Now, jusht had another idea to help with isholatin' yo mark."
A list then appeared, showing an itemized bill of materials for a few basic parts...a couple cell batteries, the transmitting antenna of an RF generator, about 2m of insulated copper wiring, a tin can, a couple bandages, a binder clip, and three paper clips. "Give me twenty minutesh, I can make a jammin' grenade to muck up they wirelessh devicesh. Think we can get that to work?"
She paused, looking between Nikolai and Yelena to see how her ideas would be received. If nothing worked, she would be little more than dead weight in her mind, so she did hope for the best. Ain't no sense being here otherwise