"Roger," Yousef acknowledged his orders as he snuffed out his latest cigarette.  He grinned like a hungry wolf under his shades as he readied himself for action.  "Moving."<br/><br/>He clapped a hand on Valentine's shoulder as he exited the van, "Come on cowboy.  We go in the front.  Standard entry and clear.  Left, Right." he said, pointing to himself first, letting Valentine know that Yousef wanted left. He hefted his Scar and moved to get into position.  He had to wait for the go code before moving in any further.  He chose a spot and hunkered next to it, waiting for Valentine to check the door, Yousef was the one to enter first, it was how things were done.  He took the hits, he could handle anything except a straight shot to the head... or an armour piercing high caliber high velocity round, similar to a sniper shot.  He couldn't take that, especially in multiples.<br/><br/>he blinked away any reverie that was trying to form, "In Position." he subvocalized as he watched Valentine carefully, knowing that he knew his stuff, but still, he was new.<br/>