Yui wasn't worried about anything coming up from the front.  B Squad had been sent that way, and she knew that between four pulse rifles, plus Rome's Smartgun - which might have well doubled the amount of firepower for that part of the unit - and then throw in the Synth's twin automated sentry guns...whatever came that way would have to be hell itself to survive an onslaught like that.  Or be an onslaught itself.  She had no idea, all she knew was that targets were coming in their direction.<br/><br/>And sure, that was a lot of firepower, but couldn't there be things that survived that?  Even Marines admitted (from time to time, and only in private), that they could have an equal.  That's why Yui kept her flamethrower trained on the entrance near the front of B Gun.  And Rome might have thought he was Mr. Bad-Ass, the God of War, Watch Out Here I Come Creeps...but if Rome was all those, then she was Ms. Flame-Breath, the Goddess of Fire, Here Comes the Raging Inferno.  That's when she remembered something.<br/><br/>"Senj, here!"  Lucky for her Forty was on a sling, and she could hose with it one-handed.  Because if she couldn't, then there wasn't any way she could do what she was doing right now - offering Senjo the Pulse Rifle she kept as backup, also on a sling.  She'd heard rumors that Synthetics were freakishly strong...and if anyone besides Rome in this outfit could handle twin Pulse Rifles in her mind, it was Senjo.<br/><br/>Gripping Forty tightly, she aimed it at the doorway, ready to pull the trigger and wash anything that walked through it in a napthalene-fueled blaze of death.