Fel had made it up to the third floor by this point. She had encountered hardly any soldiers and what few were ambling about the halls were easily avoided. As she wandered the third floor all she could find were the conference rooms. She even was able to visually confirm the target. But to go in and take him out would be idiotic. It would first and foremost, bring every soldier that was listening to what ever he was talking about out into the immediate hall. And from her estimate that was about half the base. It would, second of all, rob Reaper the chance of killing the man herself, and although she didn't really know Reaper that well, nor did Reaper know her, she still respected, and trusted her to get the job done. Fel was sure that if the small squad was going to continue in their campaign against tyranny the day would come when they would need to show her the same. She quickly ascended to the fourth and last floor, the conference rooms behind her. These would be the last rooms she'd need to check. On the sixth door she checked was an office. Sitting beside the desk was a briefcase. She closed the door behind her, moving quickly to the brief case, grabbing it by the handle before sliding herself and it under the desk. She examined it for few moments, cycling through the optic modes in her goggles. It had an electromagnetic lock, that could only be opened with a key card, she had a feeling she knew whose it was. There also seemed to be some explosive material inside, probably rigged in case of forced entry. She switched her com to send to Ajax for a moment. "I think so."
After a few moments looking at the case, she wasn't really sure what to do. If she took it too far from base it would blow, and same if she tried to pry it open, but she did have one thing she could think of. She popped the facing off the card reader and reached to her goggles, pulling out a small cable and attaching it to the board of the reader. After a moment she switched the optic functionality again. She could see text, she was interfaced with the software of the reader. She smiled to herself, everything electronic had a UI. Just in case of failure, this reader was no exception. She wasn't a licensed technician of the military, so if this thing had warranty it was now void. She let out a small sigh as she pulled up her com's switching it to Dalia. "Dali... I may need your help." Her voice was soft, lightly wavering as she spoke, just as if she was speaking one few of the few times she would have at base. With her goggles connected, Dalia would be able to interface directly with the reader.