"What?  Really?  None of us got the chain gun?" Vincent asked, and smacked his forehead.  "Great.  That's going to make Hans...Tricky.  Does anyone know where we can get one along the way?"  He glanced over his shoulder towards the exit.  They should probably get moving.  Whatever was happening in the Microsoft headquarters was probably getting worse by the moment.  Emergencies usually did.  Wouldn't it be funny, though, if they spent the next four hours fighting through Cyberspace, uploaded into the Microsoft HQ, and it turned out normal law enforcement had been able to break in and neutralize the threat the old fashioned way?  "Alright, there's three of us.  We can probably take Hans without the chaingun if we have to.  Either way, we should get moving."