"The only problem with using high explosives on an AI tank is the hull breach klaxons." Added Alisha to the conversation, crossing her matte-black augments over her bosom. "Any guards in or around Ground zero will no doubt be linked up to a low frequency security system with their own augments. So the main objective here isn't just attacking the primary target, but luring all of the watch dogs away far enough so we can get in and out with relative ease. Something I excel at"<br/><br/>"Raptor" craned her neck and rolled her shoulders, the sound of augment and bone grinding was almost unbearable to the others but was almost soothing to the expert assassin. After they discussed the tank fully she proceeded into the armory chamber with the others. Her scarred face widened into a massive smile as she saw her combat suit. The chameleon suit was fantastic, if not for it's obviously male driven design. The ability to be invisible had been a dream of hers since the start of her military career. At last she could truly be the definition of a "ghost". She held each weapon in her hands and tested the weight as her eye augment calibrated which hand would work better for which. She loaded, unloaded, reloaded cocked and aimed each gun twice.<br/><br/>"Meh," she said dissatisfied as always "these will do."<br/><br/>Guns were noisy, ghosts were silent. One could look at the devices as natural enemies. Nothing compared to Alisha's B-47 "Assassin" Compound Bow. It was fast, never jammed, was silent and best of all was always a clean kill. Coupled with her auto targeting eye augment function, she and the bow were an unstoppable duo. Alisha made her way to the ladies room and saw "Kitten" trying to fit her rump into her skin-tight suit. Unable to pass up the opportunity, Alisha slapped Cecilia on the bare bum as hard as she could, aware that she did not hear her enter. "Raptor" laughed and proceeded to strip and stuff her own assets into the form fitting combat suit, before opening a steel briefcase to reveal the parts of her B-47 "Assassin." "Hello beautiful," she said to the bow "Did you miss mommy?"<br/><br/>Alisha began quickly piecing together the bow and listened to the concealed yet detectable worry in Cecelia's voice as she inquired.<br/><br/>"Odds are this is just the harbor for the buyers and gear-heads to visit and observe." Answered Cecilia cleaning her bow. "And if the intel is correct then this tank was freshly moved here, meaning we have a few more days before the actual threat arrives... However, if our intel is off... then destroying the prototype won't do shit."