[centre][b]South West - Brucey[/b]

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Brucey frowned as he changed the song once more. The tower was a tough bitch, but he'd kept the enemy reinforcements from immediately swamping the APC so that was a plus. Checking his gas-mask was firmly in place Brucey would clamber to his mech's feet with all the grace of a bulldog fucking a goose. Bruce began to operate his systems like an aficionado as he got upright and put his mech into reverse stride as he faced the wrecked APC and the wounded wolf that had tried to om-nom-nom on his systems. 

Bruce however was not in a playful mood anymore. The spirit of the Ignis Dei began to rise up in his mind. "Even though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I fear no evil, for I am at 2'000 degrees Celsius and rising." Brucey unleashed the full might of both his incinerators in a cross-converging sweep pattern as he continued to back his mech as safely as possible away from the target area relying on sensors to identify things that might trip him up. Keying the comm to the squad channel he spoke up. "Ok, let's get the heavy metal in a braced covering withdrawal. Everyone else, keep to our backs, cover the other way and in the name of all that burns, warn us about any obstacles we might miss. This is going to be hairy but by Xiuhtecuhtli we will succeed!"