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

He hadn't taken the gunner automata down in one move. Unsurprising, but annoying nonetheless. Now he'd have to keep engaged in close combat with the robotic soldier. If this were an organic, the situation would be far different. Pain would have slowed it, if not crippled the gunner completely. Too bad that automata just powered through injuries until they were rendered nonfunctional. At least he'd gotten a camera lens. That'd impair it enough for him to have an actual advantage going forward. 

Salvator wasn't quite stupid enough to try to block the gunner automata's retaliatory strike. Instead, he narrowly stepped to the side, channeling ethereal power through his hands down to his weapons as he did so. His magnum's magazine became jacketed in void energy, as did the blade of his monofilament knife. Not a proper substitute for EMP ammo against automata, but there wasn't enough time to swap out. He led with the knife first, manuevering to the side of the gunner with the ruptured camera for maximum advantage. Salvator thrust with it straight into the gunner's shoulder joint, aiming to pin the arm in place while he finished it off. His left hand brought up his magnum, and jammed it into the cavity he'd already made with his knife before pulling the trigger. Several rounds of AP-EX with ethereal jacketing ripped through the gunner automata, rendering it nonfunctional as it collapsed to the ground. 

With that done, Salvator instinctively crouched down as his armor's ECM suite began going wild, an alert popping up in his HUD. A quick visual scan of the battlefield revealed why: CivSec reinforcements. Fortunately, it seemed his countermeasures were holding up for the moment, as they didn't seem to have detected him. The voidhanger grinned under his faceplate. Good. Ethereal radiation washed over himself with a wave of a hand, the stealth field hiding him from visual detection. He holstered his weapons and swapped back to his carbine, ghosting out of the house.

[color=#DAEE01][b]"Squad, Rasch."[/b][/color] He rasped over comms, his mask automatically muffling his sound to his immediate physical vicinity. [color=#DAEE01][b]"Moving to flank reinforcements, will tag any marked over the uplink, over."[/b][/color] Time to start hunting the hunters.