Annabelle's changing out of her wetsuit is accompanied by the occasional curse or squelching noise, but she is finally successful in getting the suit to let go.

Annabelle grins, "Certainly." Annabelle readies her rifle and pops the hatch. The conscripts are about to learn the hard way that bunching up is a bad idea, as Annabelle's first shot hits one conscript between the eyes and passes through his skull to kill the man behind him.