"Hang on," Billy called when he saw Kaylee working, scrambling across the slippery ground and watching out for attacks. He barely dodged some more rifle fire, tossing a grenade when he saw no crew members were there.

Upon reaching her, he noticed her injured arm, nodded gravely, and peeked inside the engine, careful to pull his dripping hair out of the way. It didn't take long for him to see a problem or three. "Classic gorram tank, right?"