Taking the senator anywhere near the gunship was tantamount to failure, he knew. Even trained operatives would have trouble dealing with a Myrmidon on such short notice. But then, they weren't just any trained operatives were they? Opening up the commlink, Kasuka quickly asks a series of questions. "Ray, can you determine if there's a pilot in the gunship? If not, can you confirm that it is being operated remotely?" The swordsman, admittedly, knew very little about computers but if there was a chance that the thing could be tampered with then their handler would know best. But then, it always hurt to put your eggs into one basket.

"Juri, do you know offhand the the construction details of the T13? Barring any unforeseen circumstances can your eyes and sniper rounds penetrate the armored plating of the Myrmidon?" Pilot or no, nothing short of Heavy Dark Iron could stop a determined sniper and what was Juri if not determined? "Lazy. Insubordinate. Pernicious. A dangerous element for Mayumi's organization." Whether their adversaries had the resources to construct a vehicle of such immense cost was beyond him however. "Rabbit, you're the quickest of our number. Would you be able to get to the roof of the parking garage ahead of us? Having your disguised clones serve as distractions will buy us some time to prepare a response."

"Natalie, the sound of your gunfire will attract unnecessary attention to the senator. Avoid shooting around him as best you can or extract yourself from his presence to hide his location. I leave the decision up to you in that case."

And as for himself...

He'd sent gunships crashing down to the ground before. He still had the chakra for his elemental jutsu after all. Challenging the very natural order of the world was tantamount to failure, he knew.