Zeta, this is Lt. Colonel Blaze. If you can pull it off, try and knock out a few of the small hands.
He placed his hand back on the trigger of his Spartan DMR, ready to fire. Looking around, the coast apparantly seemed clear.
Hold out in your current location. We're on our way to your sector. Blaze out
With those final words, he turned to his fleet of Spartans. "Spartans, it's time to give them hell! Let's move out" he stated as he mounted his mongoose and slowly drove off, looking back to ensure the Spartans followed.