Seeing it was pointless to resist accepting the assignment, Anzhela conceded silently, exhaling.<br/><br/>"What sort of help can I expect? Do I have a cover identity, how about firepower?"<br/><br/>This was it. Every task Anzhela had been handed from MI-5 and 6 up to date had been childsplay compared to this rescue mission. She knew what kind of opposition she was up against, the dangers involved if her identity were discovered. Still, knowing all of this didn't ease her nerves. Despite all the book learning and field practice with petty villains, she pondered whether she was prepared to face this mission alone, and hoped M had in mind to put together a team, but felt that wasn't the case. But---if M had faith in Anzhela's abilities, she was right, wasn't she?