Well, she wasn't that rusty - he'd been sure he would've been able to pistol-whip her but she'd blocked it, for the most part.
"Like you're suddenly an expert on what being a good soldier means," 494 shot back. "So the choices you're giving me are Manticore or you, huh? If I remember right, you're the one who ran away like a traitor. I'll take my chances with Manticore."
He struck again, hooking one of his legs behind Max's knee and using his weight against her so he could bring her down in a hold.