Shoulder Roll

Gray rolled his shoulder and looked at McQueen, then at the mech but his eyes snapped open wider. "What the F..." he mouthed but the sound didn't come out but before she could ask what shoved her out of the way to the ground. Now over top of her protecting her head. Before she could complain the sound of a rain of shell casings and the sound of rounds plinking off surfaces could be heard. "BULLETS! REALLY!" he shouted over the noise. "Keep your head down." he told McQueen. The rain of fire soon stopped, replaced by a new sound. Something else spinning up as they stood up the mech seem to have grouped up one launching a drill like managed to catch it somehow. Drill spinning in his grip smoke rolled from between his fingers the tip of it mere centimeters from his nose.

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