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"Yes sir!" He said, cocking his magnum for emphasis as he had just loaded in a new magazine. Meanwhile, on the ground... The Spartan fired while moving, not having a hard time aiming at all due to his skill. The ammunition easily tore enemies apart without over-penetrating, leaving rather gruesome wounds. He eventually had to get behind cover as his shields recharged. "Damn, we can't get through this barricade!" A Marine said. The The Spartan nodded, tossing a grenade behind their cover to push them back before he charged, ramming his shoulder into the wreckage used to make the barricade, sending it rolling out of the way with the combined efforts of the soldiers helping.