'I should check on the status of the ground team, never knowing when the battle might end up changing. Taking that fuel in the docking bay was more than worth it. We should be able to keep in the air for a long while.' Nova instructs his digits to work on overtime getting the overall fuel status as well as starting up comm links.
Activating his radio transmitters in the center of his inorganic skull. In a matter of moments he managed to connect both squads with ease into a shared radio link of all the communicators.
"Testing, testing one two three, do all squad members read me?" Nova says sending out constant transmission to each squad member.
"Not doing too well right now Nova, kinda fighting for my life we really need reinforcements this damn guy just wont stop and i dont think Morgan has many charges of his power left if any were hanging on a thread right now." Jacob says managing to call out to the communicator through a barrage of strikes.
