[Hells Sniper]

Furium grunted. He stood upwards. Furium: And the brute shows his face. Furium growled loudly as he turned to face Anaconda. He saw Nighthawk behind him, and a few seconds later saw Athios dash across the roof and down to the lower levels. Furium began to walk sideways, trying to get to his hammer a few feet away. Furium: Let us see how he fights. Furium grinned. Meanwhile: Jacob dropped Limos behind cover and began to fire at the brutes once more. He knew Limos wasn't in good shape, something somewhere in his body had snapped, broke, or done something bad. Jacob only hoped Limos could hold on until they could push the brutes back. Jacob looked above him and suddenly saw a phantom speeding across the city, a trail of black smoke behind it. Jacob wondered what it was, they had no anti-air and the phantom sure as hell looked like it was coming from out of atmosphere, not landing troops. Jacob shook his head as ghosts began to fire on his position, he refocused on the battle in front of him. Jacob: Focus on the ghosts! Jacob yelled out as he fired his assault rifle at the nearest ghost, killing the driver and causing the ghost to fly forward into a support beam for the building. The ghost hit the beam at an incredible speed as the building teetered, but did not fall. Jacob turned to see Athios running out of the building, firing his weapon. Jacob: Sergeant, status? Athios: Nighthawk and Anaconda are handling that brute! Jacob: Roger that! Alright marines, let's secure this perimeter, nothing else gets through, push em back! Jacob and the marines near him began to unload their weapons on the ghosts, causing the two of them to explode from the sheer amount of bullets hitting the engines. On the other side, Jacob could see Carmicle, Troy, Folee and the Cross' siblings firing their weapons back at brutes, who were relatively dug in. Jacob was unsure of how well they could hold the line, but eventually he could hear more and more marines running up to the perimeter. Jacob looked across the area once more and saw the Cross' making a dash to the warthog. They ran across the field, as brutes began to fire on them, but eventually, both made it into cover. Jacob watched Paul reach in Jaclyn's pack and pick out C4. He started rigging the warthog in front of them to blow. Jacob smiled, he saw a pack of brutes head towards the warthog. He knew what they were planning.