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...