Kester grimaced at the tight corridors. This was not the territory of an Assault marines dreams. It spoke of taking cover, letting the enemies come to them. And it looked like that was what the squad intended to do. But Kester would be of little use in this type of fight. Unless he could change the dynamic. Kester looked up through the hole, and smiled.<br/><br/><strong>"Squad Leader, I request permission to break ranks. I believe I can be more effective above."</strong><br/><br/>Kester pointed through the whole.<br/><br/><strong>"Once the assault begins, I can knock a hole in the floor, and assault the enemies rear."</strong><br/><br/>The Space Marine drew his Claymore, smiling.<br/><br/><strong>"And if there are foes above, I shall deal with them before they can strike."</strong>