"Shit!" Maria Hill hissed, slamming her fist down hard into the table, "What the hell is going on in there?"
The two cameras bobbed and swung wildly; breathy giggles, white lab-coats and writhing hands were all that could be seen, "Shit, shit shit!"
Black Widow stood and slipped the head-set from her head, "Lock and load! We're going in."
Hill paused, scrutinizing the screen closely as the van doors swung open and the cape-killer squad stepped out, rifles at the ready, powered armour whirring to life as Black Widow led the way, slipping her pistol free.
"Looks like they're in some kind of basement level!" Hill barked from inside the van; her voice an angry snarl, "I'll get on the horn to command and see if we can't get some serious firepower down here.
Natasha nodded, "We'll find Potts and Hand and get them out, then clear the building."
The strike-team slipped across the street, smashing open the lobby doors and storming in, weapons up as the van screeched off down the road.