[center][h1][color=#DAEE01][b]Salvator Rasch[/b][/color][/h1][/center]

Salvator ducked down behind cover as the armored trooper began his salvo of return fire, reaching for his bandolier of bioslugs and quickly reloading. Alright, things were going well. The power armor was staggering, and the automata were disrupted. Time to finish the job. He prepared to pop back out to fire again, but the team's shared datanet reported the head of the power armor trooper bursting like a grape. Even better. 

The ZRF troopers were at least adept enough to scythe through Civsec, and Salvator let them take point in cleaning up, only taking shots at obvious targets of opportunity as he swapped back to his carbine. He and the other Envenomed agents had already done the heavy lifting, anyways.

And then the gunship opened fire. 

[color=#DAEE01][b]"Christ in the Void, it's one thing after another!"[/b][/color] He groused out loud as he dashed for cover once again, letting the minigun barrage pass over his head while the ZRF called for support once again. 

[color=#DAEE01][b][i]"Solid copy, we're on it! Keep your people's heads down!"[/i][/b][/color] Salvator responded over comms before swapping to the squad's internal channel. 

[color=#DAEE01][b][i]"Right, people, you heard them. We're in the middle of an armed camp, they've got to have MANPADS lying around somewhere. Find them, and we'll blow that eyesore out of the sky. Echo, only engage with the Warform if it's not at risk of return fire, we can't risk losing it to the gunship!"[/i][/b][/color] 

With that said, he started running an active scan with his armor's sensors, looking for any surface-to-air launchers to ping to the rest of the squad. 

[@Vietmyke]