Board Thread:Fun and Games Forum/@comment-25175520-20150429173912/@comment-24306135-20150504121929

"Well, my dear young man, I would have actually bothered disabling the turrets on those dropships. I had four tours on Mars with the Hidden, and we figured out only one rocket or a couple clips from a rifle knock out a Harvester's main gun."

"However, that's not important. What is important is getting these two fixed up and getting to the Frozen Swords before the Fallen do. Not 5 minutes late. So let's get started with triage."

[EXO MEDICAL SUBROUTINE ACTIVE: ENTERING GERMAN PHYSICIAN MODE.]

"Ex, run scans. How bad is Avgust?"



"Got it"



"Alright then. Drag Avgust in here, Chorrin."



"Way ahead of you, Ex." Sauron said, as he jammed the puncher needle into Scythe's damaged chestplate and injected the biofoam. Scythe yelled in pain as the frigid liquid solidified.

"Oh, don't be such a baby. Ribs grow back!"

(Whispers to Ex) "No zey don't."