Victor had a shotgun out, rattling rounds up at the soldiers who were coming to head him and his team of armored soldiers off. All the men with him had a kind of carapace combat armor on, designed to stop up a 7.62 round, plus a few more after that. They couldn't take rocket rounds like Victor could, but they could still take alot of punishment. Victor stood tall and like a beacon in the midst of them, drawing fire, and coordinating fire. He pointed to a section of the wall where someone was trying to set up a huge 12.7mm HMG. The men trying to arm is ducked trying to get out of the way of the fire swamping their position.

Victor reached up with his free hand, tugging the tube down into firing position. Everyone in the raid team here had been looking forward to seeing this. They had all seen Victor's normal kit. This rocket tube with the self loading feeder tube is something all new. They watched as he tugged the tube down into position. Then rocked back on his heel. The Rocket that thumped out of the tube sailed up, impacted the wall, then a moment later the rocket's fuse kicked off. The explosion blew a crater in the top of the wall, and sent a crack down the outside surface of it from the powerful concussion of the rocket. The munition designed not to so much explode as to cause damage through the power of the shockwave. Sticking into surfaces of targets and cracking them open. In this case, the HMG vanished into pieces, and the power of the blast made one hell of an impression on the wall.

As his men cheered at the new addition and got back to making their distaction Victor smiled then turned a little, his radio beeping, "You've reached Brute..." He heard Natalie's voice on the other end, He grinned broadly, "Alright. I'll be with you shortly then. Sorry about this. I know you probably wanted to have this one all to yourself." He motioned to a team of PMC soldiers. Then took the lead heading to a nearby gate. He motioned for someone to get a charge on the gate lock. Stepping back the charge is blown. And they soon find that their route if blocked by a massive truck. The men begin to make plans to breach somewhere else. Victor hrms, "Guard my flanks." He says simply.

No one likely saw it coming. The PMC and Natalie all knew that Victor is a big powerful man. He's got strength to spare. Alot of the PMC soldiers watch out of the corner of their eyes as the Victor steps up to the side of the truck, reaches down, grabs hold under it's chassis. Fire begins to fall down on him. And the soldiers within tried to stop him. Fire from Victor's gaurd flows up to stop them. During this Victor is as focused as he's ever been. Getting a good grip. He bends, then lifts. For a time...nothing. Then a groan. The truck begins to rise. Fire at the gate slows to a near trickle. It's incredible. The truck must way atleast a good five tons or more. Victor grits his teeth. Lifting steadily. As the truck raised up 3 feet off the ground he switched his grip. And lifted more. The truck kept climbing. At 5 feet, the truck tilted upwards, there is the loud sound of several pistons firing off, and the sound of screws cycling. The strength enhancing exo skeleton on his legs whirring into life. The truck reached 6 feet. Just it's back end resting on the ground by now, all it's wheels in the air. Victor stepped under the truck, holding it up on one shoulder. He let out a resounding growl. Then did another feat. He heaved, picked the truck up another 2 feet. Then hurled it 5 feet in front of him, crushing 4 enemy soldiers under it as it crashed to the ground on top of them.

He did it without even thinking. He grabbed his tomahawks from his arm sheathes holding them above his head and bellowed a warcry. This shocked his men out of stupor and they swept forward as the big Mohican charged in. They kept his rear clear as more PMC soldiers came up to help them. Victor had his mind on only one thing. Finding Natalie.