Crawl to the front of the fan. Place my containers of Bleach and Ammonia, with their caps pointed upward, about a foot from the front of the fan. Uncap both containers. Then maneuver myself behind the fan. Use my crowbar to reach past the fan and push over both containers, so that they fall over facing away from me and start dumping out their contents within the duct. Then immediately return my entire body past the back side of the fan, and remove the shoe that I had used to originally stop the fan from running (If necessary for safety, back up a couple feet from the fan, and use my crowbar to remove the shoe from the fan). Crawl back to the storage room grate, enter the storage room, and put my ear to the door with amplified 250% hearing. If it sounds safe to exit, navigate back to the ladder/elevator room and check what I can do there.
You set everything up as you have described and knock both containers over, they immediately begin to reach a faint wisp of vapor coming off of them. Your throat burns a bit and you start to cough you pull the shoe out of the fan quickly, and a moment later the fan hums to life, blowing the poisonous vapor away from you and into the other rooms. You climb out of the vents into the storage room and amplify your hearing. You hear nothing in the hall, though it seems that your gas attack is causing quite the panic, no one has run out of the effected areas yet, as they are trying to figure out what to do.
You exit into the hallway and head over to the small room with the elevator and ladder. You press the elevator button, and wait a bit. But, it seems that it is in use. Sadly, there is no floor layout here, but probably in the elevator. You wonder what is up the ladder.
Dr. Physics Professor uses the two other guys with him as a shield while they no doubt engage into fire fight with the guards. He waits for right moment and when it comes he charges in and throws living guards on ground and employs joint lock.
Goal: Capture for brainwashing.
I'm over by the door where Aoshima's character was kept, welded in, so I'm a bit away from the elevator. Also Refuse to be used as a shield. Increase the gravity of the boxes and the goons, such that everything in the room besides myself, PFC ridge (and the Professor, I guess) goes hurtling toward the elevator the goons came out of.
((Harry, this level has a medbay with some rooms on one side, a big open area in the middle with boxes, a reception desk near the door, an elevator down to a lower medbay in back, and a hallway in front leading to the main elevator and the ladder.))
((That's what I get for not reading other people's turns, I suppose.))
Duck into a nearby doorway if possible. If not, just shoot the people in the elevator. If yes, shoot the people in the elevator from cover.
Harry, Aoshima, Ozark:((Nah, I should have put that bit into it's own separate area, so everyone who was relevant to it would see it Harry. Next time I will be more clear.))
So, I combination of things happen. PFT Fridge slides into cover of the wall adjacent to the doorway leading to the elevator. The Professor attempts to hide behind the two others, but, as they refuse he just takes his place next to PFT Fridge. Newton stands his ground in front of the doorway, the four men raising their weapons. Newton shifts the gravity of of the many boxes, some empty, some containing equipment. He throws the four men along with the boxes. He grudgingly decides not to throw the Professor at them too.
The men slam right back into the elevator, blood spraying about, bones snapping. The boxes follow soon after, they hit the men in a barrage. There are several heavy thunking sounds as the boxes that are full slam into the men, and the elevator. The elevator door tries to close, but it keeps getting stuck on one of the men's corpses.
The four men are motionless. The Professor voices his anger, and mumbles about how he wanted to capture one. He enters the elevator and examines the men. Three of them are dead, their bodies mutilated. The fourth is unconcious and breathing raggedly, though he might not live for long. He is bleeding heavily through many wounds, and several of his bones are broken.
Newton stares in amazement at the carnage he caused. He wipes off his nostrils, feeling something wet, and looks at his fingers. They are covered in blood; blood which is now seeping from his nose. His eyes roll into the back of his head, and he goes limp, his body slamming into the floor with a dull thud.
He is breathing rapidly.