What a Ventrus.. Gaff found himself gently spacing out. His tinkering has put him a too good of a mood. The Ventrus in question was impressive. If it weren't for the apparent damage it had already received then it would probably have already claimed some of his comrades. Perhaps this Ventrus is what have alone annihilated this small community. That would be the only reason for such a thing to get injured by mere scavengers.
Oh. He was spacing out. And now that had resulted that one of his comrades had been attacked. Luckily the mechanised suit was not something to make light out of, The suit itself was bigger than Gaff's armor. Hopefully not sturdier. Gaff would like to think that he was still viable in combat...
And thus he thought to himself: That he better start displaying his combat ability. With that in mind Gaff simply jumped off the train landing with a loud crash, sending dust, earth and sand flying.
And with a mixture of adrenaline and newfound vigor Gaff fired off his most proficient weapon. The Chaingun, He felt a small amount of sorrow having to use his ammunition already, but that sorrow quickly faded as he poured bullets into the Ventrus, allowing the rush of battle to overtake him. His shots was barely aimed but the huge amount of metal being lodged into the Ventrus would surely atleast drive it away from his comrades. Hopefully Helping his mechanised friend