The mission went to shit when Conan underestimated the security. As soon as he started extracting the intel into his flash drive, all hell broke loose. He knew he needed back up, much to his reluctance.

"They're on their way-" He could hear the off field agent say before his connection got cut. With gritted teeth he kept shooting until his gun ran out of bullets, hiding behind a hallway corner and laying on the floor to sheild himself from the rain of shots coming his way.

"Goddamn it..." He grumbles, taking out his hand knife and waiting for his chance to strike.