(FUCK.) Arget thinks, watching the second guard shift out of view, but not before contacting someone.  Cover blown.  But they still had an ambush.  He didn't have much of an option.  As Chiro approached, they remained out of sight, but the foxboy darted the last two yards behind the helicoptor, making a rough landing on his side.  From beneath it's hull, he could see two legs turn around as he made his THUD! upon the roof surface - but before they could move further, he opened fire with three silent shots.  At this range, a double kneecap was not a real difficulty; in an instant, the guard was howling, collapsed to the roof, and silenced forevermore as Arget hastily planted his last two bullets through the guard's throat and left eye.<br/><br/>Getting to his feet, the young halfbreed reloaded his weapon and crouched, scanning the roof briefly for anything else, before backing to the helicopter.