No longer needing the Walther, she drops it onto the body of one of the dead 
guards and reaches into the duffel bag. From it she takes a Fabrique National 
MAG-5, a medium machine gun that resembles an ordinary assault rifle but is more 
heavily constructed. Its one-hundred-round disintegrating-link ammo belt is 
already locked and loaded. She braces the butt of the FN’s shoulder stock
against her right hip and drapes the belt over her shoulders.