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The warthog broke through the thicket, opening to a jagged path carved through the trees. Trevelyan saw a group of Covenant searching the wreckage. He hefted the jackhammer and aimed at the closest brute. He sighted and fired. Twin blasts of fire and smoke exploded from the barrels, decimating the brute and 2 grunts in a cloud of fire. He re-loded as Mendoza plowed through them, spraying a mist of blue and purple over the windshield. A charge fired from the gauss cannon and the engagement was over.
"Where the hell is the platoon? And were'd the scorpion go?" Trevelyan asked.