Armundo's brows rose as the orders came over the intercom. They were going into combat again..on the ground ? Armundo smiled " Alright ! Combat. Maybe I can finally get to test out this baby ." he said, patting the knife sheath strapped to his leg " I can't fit in a armor suit though. I guess I'll have to walk, right Tachihara-san." he said, "Tachihara-san ?" he repeated, looking over his shoulder to see the SAINT bolting down the hall "O-Oi, Tachihara-San ! Wait for me !" he called, running down the hall after her " Damn, these folks're more skittish then a long tailed cat in a room full a' rockin' chairs ." he said in his rustic native Nepleslian.
He ran into the armor bay, pausing for a second to catch his breath. He had managed to squeeze himself into some body armor and had a assault rifle and extra grenades and ammo strapped to his waist, aloung with his secondary and knife. Everyone was pulling out into the snow, again, leaving him two steps behind. Armundo gave a tired, slightly exasperated sigh before running after the tank " Oi, wait up a second ! he called, leaping onto the back of the small tank with a grunt, causing the veichle to wobble slightly as he pulled himself up to kneel on the side, not far from the gun, his gun resting in his lap.
He pulled out his communicator and sent a brief message to the Taisa
"Sorry about that jostle, Taisa. It's just the cook out here. You guys sure know how to pack a lot of fun in one day ." he said, sending the message before leaning his head over to look into the machine gun viewfinder, wiping a bit of snow from the lens and giving a thumbs up to whoever was looking inside before moving out of the way.