The SMG's muzzle flares red. Machiko hears a voice from her commlink shouting, "Taking fire! taking fire!" The ork crewman two steps behind her immediately opens up. The chattering rhythm of the Ares-Stoner MG rises above the beating of the helo's rotors. Tracer fire streams through the twilight. Other men by the Roadmaster brandish weapons. The tracers dance among them, clawing at the ground, pounding the flank of the Roadmaster, tearing at unarmored clothing and sending bodies tumbling to the ground.