Diesel and Roe continued through the corridors, taking out more guards as they went. Security seemed to beef up as they moved closer to what they assumed was the exit. Diesel was about make her way around a corner, but Roebuck grabbed her wrist and pulled her back against the wall. She turned around a whacked him, “What the-?!” Before she could finish, Roebuck put his finger to his lips, then tapped his ear. Diesel listened, and around the alarm, she heard three voices in the next hallway. Diesel turned to him and gestured, “Suggestions?” Roebuck looked around until his eyes landed on a crate nearby. He opened it, and pulled out a tear gas grenade. He then shrugged, pulled the pin, and chucked it into the hallway. There was a startled exclamation in Russian, then they heard coughing and the three ran out into the same hallway that Diesel and Roe were in. The pair quickly dispatched the guards and waited for the gas to dissipate. Mimicking Roebuck, Diesel asked, “Is this why we can’t make any headway with the USRC?” Roebuck chuckled, and the two ran through the hallway.