Their gunfire quickly petered down as the Militant struggled to rise. Sparks flew as powerful rounds slammed into the damaged head case as Mark and Richard carefully took their shots, while the "Pew, Pew, Pew!" of the backup pistol in Terrance's hand quickly followed up. Pieces of tungsten alloy showered the floor as it shattered, the electronics inside biting a bullet as all four hundred pounds went limp and struck the floor with a resounding thud. Despite this, the machine was still twitching, a hand opening and closing in a futile attempt to grab at a sharp piece of its own chassis for use as a shiv.
As Kelly came up to it and peered down at the militant, Mayumi was already coming up on Terrance's side. "Y-you're not alright," the blue eyed Neko observed, gently reaching out to grab his hand. "He's got copper and lead fragments peppering his hand like birdshot," she added, tossing back a few stray strands of black hair. "Does anyone have something I can use as a ban - " The sound of tearing cloth answered her question. Emi ripped into the black skirt of her business casual attire and idly tossed the length to the Star Army Neko without a word. As Mayumi took the length and patched up the young man, the green eyed Neko didn't seem to give a single care that she was showing a lot more leg.
Meanwhile, Ylfa checked how much ammo she had left and sighed. "Wulfe, we're running short on ammo. What do you see out of the door?" she asked him. The two women that were gunned down were still there, but did they have their weapons on them? And how many more were laying in the hallway? He could still hear autocannon fire sporadically ring out, followed by the distinct blast of energy weapons. "It'll be the Neko-Pistols we need the most since they got an anti-armor mode," the Sergeant told him, turning her back to the squad as she looked at her hand. It was a little hard to tell, but she seemed to be bothered by it. "We need to regroup with the other marines and get out of here, but I'm still just getting junk." When Rachael snarled at Mark and Terrance however, Emi was the one to quickly reply to her.
"A bit much, but I got dibs on Mark." Bright green eyes locked on his with the intensity of a sniper getting the marine in her sights. Before he knew it however, her fast walk had brought her close as stars exploded in his vision. The young man collapsed on the floor in the fetal position as he clutched his balls. "Get up. It was just a tap." She stood over him, crossing her arms. Before more could be said however, another gunshot suddenly rang out in their room, quickly drawing the Neko's attention. Kelly had put another round into the Militant's head.
"F-F-F-RRREEEEEEENDLY FIII-I-IRE," its speakers sputtered. She simply put one last round into its head, silencing the machine.
"Take another breath Marines," Ylfa addressed them all, her voice commanding. "After that, we're moving out. Put priority on staying out of sight and scavenging for more weapons and ammo. We want to get out, not pick more fights."
