Speaking into his radio casually, Carter sends out a message to the team currently engaging a behemoth, "It's my understanding that you are all in need of immediate assistance..."
*Static...Crackle* "Who is this?" *Gunshots*
"TRHeadshot, Adren. I am currently approaching your position, by rooftop, of course." He sprints forward, leaping deftly over the divide between an 8 story and a 7 story. Landing with a grunt, he dives towards the edge of the roof, whipping out his rifle (No sexual inuendo here folks...). "I am in position, copy?"
"Just shoot already! Dammit! Hit it harder-!"
"Sheesh, cool it pal, I'm on it," Raising his custom crafted rifle to his eye, he sights in on Big Red's forehead. *Crack*
*Load, pained roaring from the Behemoth, as it falls to it's knees in agony. It then rips the large-caliber bullet from it's cranium, roaring again*
Tough little fucker, ain't he? he thinks to himself, quickly placing another two shots into the creature's spine. "Hey!" He calls out to the Fenrir Squad, "Keep your tongues in your mouth and get your guns outta your asses, this is a life-or-death situation!"
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