As Yankee drops onto the floor, he grunts in pain as he looks over the bolt in his shoulder. Reaching over, the unicorn yanks it out, gritting his teeth in the meantime. Looking around, his expression turns to joy as he finds himself in the supply room, many of the weapons and gear still present besides one of their glider packs. Regardless, he walks over and plucks a flashbang grenade from the counter as well as his own crossbow. After loading and slinging it over his shoulder,  he makes his way back to the conference room to find the crashed helicopter. Heading over, he sees his fellow Directors as well as the SEALS all bunched together by the front. With a devious grin he runs over and arms the flashbang grenade, "F@#$ you, a$$holes!" Tossing it at the squad, he looks away and covers his ears as it goes off, blinding and deafening all those inside. Not even bothering to check, Yankee reaches in and pulls out Bravo and Juliet,  swiping a carbine for later. Dragging them to the conference room's entrance, he drops them to the floor and makes his way back to the roof with his new weapon in hoof, "Once again I'm stuck killing everyone while you two slack off..."

Tinder doesn't notice the laser coming at her until it's too late for her to do anything about it. She stares at it as the katana thrown by Broadshield manages to hit it and move it a tiny bit to the left, so instead of a direct hit it goes through her bag. It destroys the contents of her bag, and runs down her whole side. Seriously hurting her and destroying the things she spent so much on. She falls back a bit as it hits her, reaching back and touching her side, looking at her hoof and seeing the blood on it. With all the adrenaline and pain medication in her, she can barely feel it, she's more angry about the fact that he just ruined her belongings. She sees the crossbow that was kicked at her and grabs it in her magic,  lining up the perfect shot and firing when he seems distracted.

Morgan popped her eye out of the scope with complete disbelief. Her bullet bounced off a random knife that... Those ponies from before. She still recognized them.
"Forget it! Lets get out of he-" by the time she could finish she saw projectiled headed her way.
"Heads up!" She shouted but there was no use. The chopper jolted and the arrrow in her back sctually went in deeper as sher back met the floor of the chopper.
"Hold on!" She shouted before suddenly the spinning stopped. She made eye contact with Fox before the chopper crash landed softly on the roof hanging off into the hole in the roof causing morgan and the rest of her team to slide toward the pilot seat due to the tilt. Groans could still be heard from chopper as the SEAL team all tried to get up

The clang of the knife deflecting the bullet draws the Director from his prior engagement, in the corner of his vision he sees a familiar pegasus charging towards them. An increasing chill surrounding him alerts the green unicorn of Tinder's presence, the work of the only other unicorn apart from Foxtrot on the roof. Now aware of his targets, he surrounds himself once more with a magical aura, slowing the effects of the arctic cooling on him. With his free hoof he lands a hook on his opponent’s nose, following through with a kick that sends the rogue agent dropping his machete and flying into Broadshield, knocking them both down onto the concrete. Looking to the orange mare, he fires a single magical blast towards her before focusing on the helicopter. Eyes glowing bright, he siphons the last of his magical energy to his hooves, knowing he only has a single shot. By the Director's definition of a single shot, it's rather several in an organized volley. The entire roof begins to shake as the metal girders underneath twist and turn, large cracks bursting around the group. A churning echo roars above the howl of the winds as five massive steel girders erupt from the roof; a third of the ceiling collapsing into the room where they all met. All pointed towards the Blackhawk, Yankee sends them hurtling towards the airborne squad. One takes out the tail rotor, as another punctures one of the engines; two of them miss, crossing the blades and splintering them apart as the last one manages to be the only miss. The aircraft begins to lose control, spinning eratically as it drops towards the edge of the ceiling.

Eventually, Broadshield made it to the rooftop of the building, wind howling in his ears blowing his mane around. Upon arriving, he was greeted by Foxtrot and Yankee fighting it out, with the SEALs in a Blackhawk helicopter overhead. "Crap! They have a helicopter!?" He yells to himself. He soon realizes that Foxtrot is in trouble, and pulls out a throwing knofe, getting his sword and other weapons ready, not noticing someone aiming a weapon at Yankee. Broadshield throws the knife, but the wind causes the knife to go off target, eventually cutting the bullet aimed for the Director to be knocked out of the air. "Well ****, didn't expect that to happen" he says. "Let's move Tinder!" He says before charging the Director with his katana.

((Because of equipment change, Broadshield is carrying an M1911 pistol instead of a revolver, along with a full-auto TEC-9 pistol. He keeps the katana and throwing knives but no wakizashi.))