Waiting for Ted to answer him, Karl looks at Kate. He waits for her to finish before replying.
"Actually miss," Karl begins, "I did figure we'd all hitch a ride. Didn't figure it needed sayin', but I sure am sorry if I guessed wrong." He looks into the phone. "Y'hear that, Ted? Need room for me an' four more. Maybe five." He recalls the very large form they saw. "Maybe ten."
Karl looks back to Kate. "I ain't plannin' to fire wild. A sniper's fifty is a Barrett. Semi-Auto, Scope. One hit, one kill, that's our motto." He actually gives a little smile. "Actually, these babies, sometimes we'd play a little one hit, three kill."
"Ted, you make sure there's room for everyone on that helo, and maybe we're even for two years ago."
Karl looks around. "I figure if Ted can get the firepower, and the helo, then we got altitude and range. If there's anything heavy, we spot it, and I take it. Hell... if Mr. Manwing here is everything he says, maybe I can get 'er done with just Linh, here." He pats the rifle case. Yes, he named his Bravo after Katie's mother.
"Once any major defense is down, we swoop in an' drop." Karl shrugs. "Better than trying to climb a wall without bein' able to see what's on the other side."