He yelled and grabbed the ammo belt around your waist and yanked you behind a concrete wall as the tank round whizzed by your location with a roaring hum. He'd recently rescued you from the Soviets who had managed to kidnap you and he didn't intend on letting you die anytime soon. Not only were you valuable as an asset with your string of nanomachines, but also as a friend with your more demeanor and companionship that your friendship allowed for. "I'll force Miller to whip you up anything you want if we survive this, yeah?" He gave a shaky smile as he heard the screech of another tank round being released and he yanked you along behind a different crumbling wall in the abandoned and decrepit building as the prior hiding spot exploded from the projectile. Rubble flying and hitting him hard in a spray of small pieces. The desert air was filled with smoke from the large number of heavy artillery thrown their way. He gave a shaky inhale before picking up the rocket launcher that Pequod had dropped off, the green flare hissing and spitting off sparks as he fired off a projectile and watched as it sang through the air and landed with a thunderous boom against the side of one of the tanks which, while not fully destructive, did seem to slow down the rate of fire a bit as he ran back behind a post of pipes and wall for cover. He cast a glance at you and gave a strained smile as he aimed and fired another round at the tank as it exploded in a dramatic display of a fire plume and the shreds of metal and shrapnel flew off in all directions. "How're you doin'?" He called over as he brushed dirt from his eyes and spotted you again