Breakdown growls, starting to find all the shooting annoying. Most of it pings off of his armor, but here and there a bullet stings. And it's going to be hours with a buffer, for Knock Out. So he welcomes it when they officially start the fight, and flings himself into it with gusto. He grabs after cyborgs that leap up, catching hold of a leg or a torso, and slams them back down into the ground. They either get stepped on or hammered flat, depending on the angle. His attack takes him a ways away from Knock Out, so he turns shortly and begins using his shoulder blaster to pick a few off of his partner. To try to, anyway. A few leapers jar him, and one of his shots hits Knock Out's shoulder instead of the creature he'd been aiming at.

"Scrap. Sorry." He breaks from the shooting, pulling a few more off of himself.