and carefully places a grenade to one side of it with a toss, just past the plate so it’s blast reaches whoever was behind it. The grenade shell scatters it’s deadly shrapnel in all directions and groans ring out from behind the shield but also the sound of contact with more metal.
He knows he has caused some damage however as the plate stops for a moment while whoever was carrying it reorganised.
He reloads again and continues firing rapidly as the rest of the crowd moves in. The silenced rounds piercing flesh and smashing bone, creating a carpet of bodies on the forest floor as the swarm heaves forward as one. Single drones charge the beast as they untangle themselves from the vines and Steve switches his focus to these more immediate threats,