<span style="color: DarkRed">“Right, time to go real soon.”</span>darion said a bit as he watched them all get ready to leave, though he studied the stranded a bit.<span style="color: DarkRed">“Darion.  We don't have time right now for proper introductions.  Stay with the doc and the kid.  No extra weapons right now unless you can find Carmine's sniper rifle."</span>the sergeant ordered the girl as he himself began to half limp like move down the hall past them towards the exit.  They needed to get moving.<span style="color: DarkRed">“Yeah, the tank sounds good too, plant it and get moving, we got to go now.</span>”<br/><br/><span style="color: DarkRed">“Jess, just keep him alive, if we don't move now we are dead, we are not in the condition to survive a large fight.”</span>While he spoke, Darion continued to move, expecting the others to follow, and easily catch up with his slowly increasing speed.  He had maybe just condemned that kid to death with the order to move, and that would weigh on him for a while, but his squad were more likely to survive if they moved.  Hopefully the doc was good enough to keep the kid breathing.<br/><br/>Jenny herself moved to enter the chopper, her crashed chopper, to get the bot that had been stashed in the back of the thing behind the seats for the team.  The orb was still in it's housing, and seemed to be intact upon her quick inspection of the thing.  She had no more time than that before Frost began planting the grenades on the Raven, and said something about the gas tank.  She did not want to be around when those went off, so with the bot tied and secured to her back for now, Jenny began moving with the group to get as far away as possible.<br/><br/>The old man's voice came through the small radio, broken by static.  The jamming from the Locust was not helping.<span style="color: DimGray">“What..... Say?  …. Vyk?....  Nev....  Just get to..... Shelter now!   Be Car .... Los.... Tact with Oth .....  ters....”</span>after that last uttered word, nothing else came through the radio but static.<br/><br/>As everyone was finally ready to begin moving, Darion was just reaching the front door and moving out into the old square in front of the town hall with the fountain and the ruins.<span style="color: DarkRed">“Vyk, lead the way to somewhere we can rest up for a few hours.  I am sure you guys have some hidden shelters to hide from us and the locust.  Be quick about it, your friend may not be able to last very long.”</span>with that they would have had to begin moving.<br/><br/>The nearest shelter was just a few blocks over, in the second floor of an old store, the windows always covered with old drapes and some emergency supplies.  It should be empty, and a perfect place to watch the explosion go off from the planted bombs.  It should be a show.<br/><br/>….........................................................<br/><br/>The back door of the town hall shattered as the boomer pushed his weight into and through the old piece of wood.  A way into the building was now open for the dozens of drones that soon followed behind the brute of a locust.  Including the Theron that led them on her orders.<span style="color: DarkSlateBlue">“everyone, to the groundwalker wreck.”</span><br/><br/>The smell of the humans filled the building as the group moved through it to where they had seen the damage from the raven's crash.  There would be plenty of salvage,  Tanyya had wanted some armors from the gears to mess with and integrate into her own.  They would all happily oblige in finding that.  No soft human could have survived that crash.  There would even be weapons and ammo to add to their own.<br/><br/>The last room they burst into was the hollowed out part of the building where the sky was visible.  And the chopper was there hanging from the second floor with it's nose out the side of the building itself.  It was a nice piece of salvage that they could put to good use.  But the theron froze a bit as he looked around the room, and noticed something was missing, bodies and weapons.<span style="color: DarkSlateBlue">“Where...”</span>that was when he noticed the grenades around the room, and the few placed on the Raven itself.<span style="color: DarkSlateBlue">“No!”</span><br/><br/>..........................................<br/><br/>Darion felt the explosion rumble through the ground when it went off and he moved to the small window to watch.  He just whistled at the sight of the explosion, half of the building just came from was collapsing on top of whoever was in the building.  Smoke began billowing up from the site of the crash also, starting to build a column of black into the sky.<span style="color: DarkRed"> “wow, got to love demolitions.  Always a nice show.”</span>he said before closing the window and collapsing to the ground with his back against the wall and let out a relieved sigh.<br/><br/><span style="color: DarkRed">“Alright people, find a seat and get some rest.  We are lucky this shelter was empty, we can all fit up here luckily.  Rest and recover, we move out after night fall to the target.  I want everyone ready for a fight when we move out.  Doc, get everyone into working order if possible.  Jenny, see if you can get the bot operational, we'll need it to get through the door.”</span>Darion ordered as his head leaned back and rested on the hard wall and his eyes closed.  He didn't feel like uttering any vulgar jokes at the moment, not unless someone started spouting them, right now he just wanted some sleep, and his side to stop hurting.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>