She's on it, quickly and using her strength at its highest to draw the doors apart. Pod would be telling her to keep calm, that her vitals were escalating too dangerously. I'm fine, she'd bark anyway. She was seeing humans contorted and slew in places she couldn't imagine. Once inside, the combat android turns her attention briskly toward where SecUnit had gestured. Weapons, mostly firearms.

It wasn't her preferred choice of ammunition, but she takes two among the remains, anyway. She knew what a gun was, even if these seemed awfully archaic to her. Apart from the humans— they also had infected constructs to put down, and do so quickly.

"Are these even effective against androids?" she asks, agile and active to find the locks and pull them away from pulling the trigger.