[STM]

Unit 23 grated his metal legs across the floor showering sparks as the creatures around him began to close in, he had no interest in dying and when the barricade was finished he would run, retreat but...he felt a sense of comradeliness towards Zalik and he would not eagerly leave the slig behind, in hindsight, this improved his overall chances of survival.
When a platoon of creatures began to scream upon finding the barricade though, Unit 23 realised the full extent of what was going down. This wasn't some small skirmish, it was a fight for survival and with only two able bodied sligs to defend, he sunk down, the hell hound slog was charging and barely injured by Unit 23's maelstrom, he sighed, were it not for the morale curdling explosion of a nearby grenade, he might have given in.
"We'll fend em off here for as long as possible but if it comes to it...you'll have to escape first, lay down your UXB and set it off, I'll follow behind and try to make some distance from the creatures before they trip the bomb otherwise..." He swallowed hard but was drawn back to reality as the slog leapt over the barricade and narrowly missed Unit 23.

He flung himself at the creature and kicked out with one leg, he then remembered his tazer and dug the thing into it's underbelly as hard as he could hoping for some mind rendering shock, as he swung he cried out without turning,
"How you holding up Zalik?"

[M] Unit 23 stays
[E] Unit 23 tries to spot any equipment
[A] Unit 23 attacks hellhound slog with tazer