[color=00a651][center][h3]Grikgar /Grik/ Seeker [/h3][/center]
[center]// Unggoy Ultra // Demolitions and Artillery // [u]Location:[/u] Waiting in a cave [/center][/color]

Rough insertion, fast cars, and bad weather. What more could a grunt ask for other than maybe some food. The high humidity and low temperature was familiar and unwelcomed by the grunt. Preferring warmer climates to the bitter cold of frozen planets or the vacuum of space was nice. The storm would also help to mask their approach but make his life currently a bit more uncomfortable.

Grik chose the right side of Veal’s specter the grav boots he had requisitioned for his updated combat harness was something he was glad he added. Sticking to the side of the thing in a spot meant for Elites was not an easy feat even with them. With a plasma pistol in one hand and his other grappling the side of the vehicle he was satisfied with his placement.

The demolitionist couldn’t wait for the anti-air cannon to be taken off line. Its destruction would mean that the Goblin would be dropped off with their assortment of fighting vehicles. This would be the first official test of the mech’s ability’s in a combat situation and he was very excited for it. All he had to do now was hold on and wait for the others.