After the silent and somewhat tense car ride Bridget quickly got out and looked around to see if there was anything out of place or showed evidence of them being spotted. Everything just seemed too quiet for comfort and she was as on edge as everyone else in the group was. For this mission all she had was her knife and that pistol at her side, that was all she really needed, she had no use for any heavy firepower or anything that would draw too much attention. From the looks of things everyone was well aware that this was a delicate operation and they could not afford to screw it all up.  She was not expecting to get through the fronts gate with her smooth talk and good looks after all. It wasnâ€™t like she could just magically seduce the guards by giving them a show so to speak, though the thought was not impossible. If she had to kill everyone in her way until she reached the professor and his daughter then so be it, she would do what was necessary.<br/><br/>That dangerous look in her eyes as she followed Jack when he took off after the signal was given was always proof of that. Though the sound of the shot had not drawn any alarm from what she could tell but she knew that would probably not last long.  It was best to move when you could, otherwise you risk failure. At times the almost unquenchable thirst for revenge and desire to see Franceâ€™s liberation that drove her to keep fighting as she did truly amazed those around her once she set her mind to something. It all came down to the more strategic sides of war. The resistance found her extremely useful because she was not afraid to play dirty to reach her goal. All the while, not even the slightest traces of recklessness were found within her on good days. However, she did need to work on her often rash decisions.<br/><br/>Surrounding the building there was a high fence lined with barbed wire around the top. The Nazis were doing all they could to keep people out by making things look intimidating enough to deter them from even attempting to enter and taking back what they have claimed. Not only where there sniper nests but there were also a few searchlights placed in specific areas scattered around the perimeter. Nothing that she would not have expected but it was still proving rather troublesome nonetheless. She held her breath. As Jack was cutting a way through the fence one light came dangerously close to passing overhead, threatening to reveal them and ending their rescue operation, immediately Bridget swore under her breath and crouched lower into the shadows to prevent being discovered. A few seconds later the light went still; someone must have taken out whoever was operating it, much to her relief. She was not about to be the cause of this operation failing.<br/><br/>It was no long before they reached one of the entry ways, unfortunately the one that was the most heavily guarded, but they did not have time to head around to another. Several guards blocked their path once they bypassed the searchlights and the snipers were taken care of. From the looks of things the guards were distracted by conversation and sounded a bit tired from the way their voices carried, but she knew better than to think they were shirking their duties. They were stationed to defend not make idle chit chat amongst each other. Clenching her jaw, Bridget looked at Jack before she moved around as carefully and as quietly as she could to peer out from the wall she was hiding behind and drew her gun. The silencer was fixed upon the barrel carefully then. If they were going to get passed, someone needed to die. She eyed the guards carefully. They were all facing away from her location but were facing each other, which was going to make picking them off difficult.<br/><br/>Precisely why they stood that way, she told herself.<br/><br/>Taking in a deep breath, she spotted a guard walking away from the group, not in their line of sight. She smirked and picked the guard off, the pistol barely making a sound. If the body was discovered it would be enough of a distraction for them to get into the factory without much confrontation. By now, since a few of their snipers and searchlights had been taken out, the krauts were probably aware that something was up and raised their guard. When a few of the guards left their post, Bridget quickly picked them off when she saw an opening and then made her way towards the now unguarded entrance, sticking to a low crouch and moving quietly as possible. It was up to the two of them now. The others could keep the outside at bay for as long as they needed as long as they did not surpass two hours. Once they got inside security was going to be much tighter especially around where they were keeping their prisoners if memory serves.