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Jesse suddenly had an idea. He held his arm out the side of the Warthog, looking back at the Trust vehicles. As they turned, he spotted one heading toward the vehicle he was in, on his side. He did some calculations, smirking as he enacted his plan, flicking the pin off the grenade and dropping it. Moments later, the grenade exploded under the Trust Warthog, disabling it and killing the occupants. "Booyah!"