Cpl Rook
The heavy looks at the Sarge nodding at the orders.
"Aye Sarge." he turns over to his loader -
"Austin, stay close. I'll be needing the next belt." Austin nods, his normal inane grin replaced with a grim look.
"I'll be right here.."
Rook smiles and nods ready to lean aorund the corner and blow holes in any enemy that appears to wall or window...