Close as she is to War, Jack's precision is appreciated— it's a sign to activate the snapshot recall of her translocator, teleporting away from the immediate fray to flank her co-conspirators instead, opening up an easy angle to either take a clear shot at either War or her political allies.

Or the prisoners at their backs.

"Venga, amigos!" Snapping her fingers, she jerks her head towards where 76's lined up his sights, eyes set on their supposedly 'dead' fellows. "Time to rise and shine— we've got work to do."

The less time they waste, the less chances their prey have to escape.