As she was in the helicopter, Samantha in a way felt really.. Excited. It was in a way, wrong. she knew it. but that was a little like a hunt, so once she could, the woman put her own weapon close to her and picked one of those that laid there as if begging to be held. She shuddered and then positioned herself, looking around for some.. Doubtful movements. Remembering to first shoot to stop. A snort escaped her lips as she heard in the headset.  But honestly, it was rather.. Amusing. Hearing those words in that situation.. Even more as they were so.. Accurate. Licking her lips, she refocused on her current order. On her current target - finding anything that could disturb the transport. For now, she could only watch, wait, and hope that nothing would appear.