Hunter kept ducking his head out from behind his cover, putting rounds into grunts each time, reducing their numbers but there were still a lot of them about.<br/><br/>He ducked his head out one more time and saw that the sergeant was in trouble, out in the open and with an Elite bearing down on him with the intention of making the marine bacon slices. Ducking back in to avoid the fire that was coming his way, he assessed the situation in his head and then shrugged.<br/><br/>Jumping out of his hiding spot, he launched himself into the enemy ranks, dodging as much fire as he could, letting the rest bounce off his armour. Soon he was ascending towards the sergeant. He came up behind the advancing Elite which was almost within touching distance of the sergeant now. There was no time for anything fancy, so he launched himself at the Elite while shouting<br/><br/>"Sergeant, roll out of the way"<br/><br/>He tackled the shocked Elite rugby style around the waist and they flew towards the sergeant, he didn't have time to look at whether the marine had moved out of the way in time or not, he pummeled the Elite with his fists, hitting its chest and face.<br/><br/>They flew off the stage and hit the ground, the impact taking the wind out of both them for a couple of seconds. Hunter rolled away and got up slowly, his bound ribs stinging a little bit. He took a couple of breaths and then steadied himself, ready to take this enemy head on. Then he realized that he didn't have a weapon to hand, fortunately he saw that the Elite had dropped its energy sword when he tackled it, so it looked like it was going to be a melee.<br/><br/>"Bring it insect breath" he yelled at the Elite. Steeling himself for its charge.