<strong>PFC Jones – 3rd Squad – Returning to the rest of the squad<br/><br/>“I bet you say that to all the gunners,” Riska shot back with a wry grin as she stumbled after him.</strong><br/><br/>Marcus chuckled softly, Danko’s words ringing in his ears, as he lowered his weapon. He watched intently as the final surviving attack fled down the hall with his tail firmly entrenched between his legs before turning back to the rest of the squad. As he approached the main group, he nudged the G.S. playfully and leaned over to not quite whisper.<br/><br/>“Only you.”<br/><br/><strong>"Nasty piece of work, these," [Mathias] muttered irritably.  "Think this is the one that shot me too.  I'm thinkin' we just got ourselves some fancy trophies, eh?"</strong><br/><br/>“Hey Mathias,” Marcus then called out. “You even remember how to shoot that thing? Might put another hole in your leg if you’re not careful.” Then, looking around, Marcus took stock of the rest of the squad. Everyone seemed more or less intact and he noted with some satisfaction that Cooper was up.<br/><br/>“Nice shot, lover boy.” He said, giving the kid a simple nod before strolling over to one of the dead hostiles. Kneeling down, he pulled the strange looking pulse rifle from the dead man’s hands and gave it a once over. “It’s got mounting rails on it,” He muttered then speaking a little louder. “Hey L.T! Looks like we can switch over our grenade launchers and flame casters, mind if I switch up my rifle for this one? It’s a lot lighter and we all saw the damage it can do.”<br/>