Shuo pinched off one more round at the now near molten Rothian that was now joining their comrades in the pile they had created. Shuo kept his guard up scanning the room as Opus began cleaning himself. He scoffed to himself when the suit found it necessary to clean blood from himself with a quick plasma field. It really only egged on his dislike for the high speed low drag blade wielders. The fact that he needed a way to clean blood off himself lent to the argument that kinetic weapons were down right ineffective. His weapon might create a pool of burning flesh but it was rather easy for him to keep blood off him. Shuo barely even cared that Opus had gotten human blood on him, it would be a 30 min armor cleaning when he got back to the ship anyways.

As the others began their interrogation of the remaining hostile Shuo began checking the bodies to make sure they were in fact dead. He sweeped past the small crater where Rareth's grenade had gone off and made his way over to the group. Keeping his weapon aimed at the burnt remains he kicked through them making sure none moved. Satisfied with their work he sweeped around the room going to the other three patrols of which he had not killed. The Masulu with multiple types of weapons fire in his back nearly made Shuo laugh. These rebels had extremely poor training if they were willing to shoot rather than blow up a meat shield.. He then made his way back around as the rebel scum started talking. He was only mildly surprised when the human started convulsing. The insurgents he had been fighting prior to this mission were suicidal in their devotion to trying to "reclaim" their planet. Though it made him curious as to what these ones were fighting for.

Shuo said nothing as the more medical orientated members of the group gathered around. Though when the time came to move into the next room he made sure to stack up as one of the first few in. After they entered and quickly neutralized the two vectors Shuo on a hunch checked the Tempu for any markings as she was still mostly unburnt. He checked all the usual locations that terrorists would imprint their markings on themselves, but he came up with nothing. No markings or tattoos of any kind, strange. He stood up from his crouch and looked to Rarteth as she laid out their options. He much preferred speed in this case though he might have been a little biased. "I say we go fast and loud. That engagement took us little time and any force equal to that one will meet the same fate. And as you've said we are very much on a time table none of us can control." Shuo pumped out through his external speakers. Without moving his helmet he allowed his gaze to go over the whole group. Not one injury seemed to have occurred. When he got to Shiva he wondered for a moment if she would even be able to use her abilities on this mission.