Yuri dove for cover as well but poked his gun out so he could use it's scope camera to view the progress. He tried to find somthing in the area he could use, tanks or other artilary, but nothing came. One tactical part of his brain whispered at him to call in an airstrike. The remainder of his brain demanded to know just where they could get one. And then a soulution blossomed, like a flower opening in the sun. It was so obvious, he didn't know why it haddn't been done before. He uplinked to the Great Fox, and established a few protocals with them very quickly. The he droped his laser designator over a tank in the midst of the formation and painted the first target for them.
OOC heavy airborn guns, boyaka!
"I saw it, there, in the sewers...for just a second. All hunched over, skin pale white beneath those rags...so many rags. The vermin crawled about his feet like idolaters at worship, and I swear that the wind drew breath in a frightened gasp at his passing. He wore cold like a cloak and I swear that behind that smiling golden mask he was laughing at me as his curved blade rose and fell, cutting through my men. It left wounds filled with crystals of salt...the screams...the screams...and the pants....Gods! The Pants!!!"
-Captain Urtin, who salted and ate his former soldiers."Jar-Jar you're a genius!"