"Roger." Adding nodded, immediately heading into the reactor, trying to fix it.
Shaw huffed and puffed, trying to climb to his feet, but they didn't want to work right. So he fell right back down. His vision was blurry, his breathing ragged. His armor had held up (it was designed to withstand .50 BMG API, but the energy from all of those bullets had to go somewhere, right?) So the energy from those shots had bruised him badly. Upon a quick self diagnostic, he discovered that he had multiple internal injuries, and was hemmoraging blood from an artery in his left arm, thankfully staunched by an internal tourniquet in his suit.