[centre][h2][colour=ff4d27]Yalu 'Suumko[/colour][/h2][/centre]

Yalu's actions right out of the drop ship was a tacit blend with the ONI human operatives suppressing the emerging enemy. [colour=ff4d27]"We're flanked!"[/colour] He announced by habit, not that anyone failed to realise the situation. Chaos ensued with explosions, gunfire and plasma bolts. The phantom was hit overhead. He was a second away from believing themselves overwhelmed before the infiltrators and Grikgar's improvised explosive gave half a second of respite.

They needed to relocate. Yalu sent a few rounds into the brutes tangled up with Lucas, took a few hits to the shield from the gauntleted humans to the other side, and then he knew he needed to punch a hole for the team.

[colour=ff4d27]"I'll have them scattered!"[/colour] He said, taking out the bulky concussion rifle from his back. [colour=ff4d27]"Those pilots can be recovered!"[/colour]

Green bolts of plasma jolted out and blasted the base of the humans' shield gauntlets with superheated explosions while Yalu advanced on them, step by step. He had to rout them before the crash site was cleared out.