The concessive boom of the bio-ship being blown into space sounded off before O'Graugh could even finish saying sir, all of them watching the display for the door and Church actually giving a woop when the unequal pressure display lit up and the door tried to re-clicked its already engaged air tight seal.  Warren let the boys have their little victory, he looking to O'Graugh and giving a nodd before handing back the oversized remote.  Thing was probably blown to shit now, but that was one damn worth while single shot use.<br/><br/>"Alright settle down.  We got an entire deck to clear boys and this is likely just one of the ships we'll have to deal with."  Warren engaged his comm and found the jamming single to still be messing everything up, a thing he figured but hey, had to try.  That meant there was certainly more bio-ship all around the ship.  Hell even if one wasn't attached to the hull it could still jam their comms.  Christ he hoped the fleet wasn't in too much of cluster fuck.<br/><br/>Not his problem though, securing this deck and getting as many of his boys out alive was.  Motioning for the squad and his own group to follow him, Warren lead the way to the medical triage, the group not encountering any enemy resistance rather just hearing of it in passing corridors, a thing Warren was glad of as he walked along.  While many of the squad leaders weren't experienced, they were well trained it seemed.  The SAW groups were holding their ground and the units expanding were doing so well enough.  Getting to the triage however Warren learned that this knew found security was a very recent event.<br/><br/>"Where's your squad leader private?"  Warren asked of a soldier who just directed another over to assist in helping carrying a man into the infirmary.<br/><br/>"Dead sir.  As are most of the fireteam leaders."  The soldier said wiping some blood from his face.<br/><br/>"Fuck.  What happened here?  Why are there so many orc bodies lying around?"  Warren looked to the private, he getting the sense the young man was being overwhelmed by the entire thing.<br/><br/>"Well sir, mine and the squad leaders you left behind here focused on securing the corridors leading to the bow.  The orcs came from the stern and we only had two fireteams guarding that section.  The orcs got here, killed the squad leaders and the fire times leaders.  Those that are alive are being patched up.”<br/><br/>"The SAW units then, who brought them in?"  Warren asked.  They passed two units, each securing the main hallways leading from the stern.  It wasn't perfect but it was damn well working.<br/><br/>"I did after the orcs were put down.  Medic Tanaka actually had to take one down herself before Sergeant Burns and his guys came back with some injured folk of their own.  They headed back towards the bow though after this was secure."<br/><br/>So maybe the platoon wasn't in such top order as he thought it'd been.  When squad leaders weren't following orders to secure an infirmary there was a problem.  Thank God for the private though.  "I'm promoting you to Corporal.  Just keep doing what you are doing.”  Warren then turned towards the soldiers he’d brought with him. “Thomas, take your squad and head towards the stern clearing all you can.  You come across a ship, send back for explosives and Church and Benko will get it done.  Seal any access to other decks with a torch It won’t stop orcs, but’ll slow them down and cause them to make enough noise for some to notice.”  Warren didn’t have enough SAW teams to set up over every corridor, and most of the enemy did seem towards the bow.  The stern needed to be secured though, hopefully Thomas and his boys could get that done.<br/><br/>Sending the soldiers off, Warren stepped into the infirmary looking to the dying faces of some and the pain ridden of others.  He waded through the blood, shit and piss of it, giving what little comfort he could before coming up to Tanaka.<br/><br/>“Hear you got into some trouble private.  Won’t happen again.  Just keep doing what you’re doing and we’ll all be fine.”  Warren gave a sympathetic look to the young woman then barked over his shoulder for someone to get him a hardline to the bridge.  “You need anything, anything at all you let me know private.”  He said while he waited for the line.