Knight groaned watching the live feed from inside the Patton, he wanted to be down there dropping shells and kicking ass sadly though he had to wait, he knew he platoon wasn't yet at full strength but they could make do. He carefully watched, he would have to pick a drop point some with easy access to the front but enough cover the Patton wouldn't be swarmed, hell if they performed well enough then they might be able to get the Patton refitted and a fresh coat of paint on him and more Mechs for support. He sighed swiveling the pilots chair he stared at a old photograph burned lightly on the left corner, it was of his old squad all dressed in clean armor smiling proudly to be picked for the unit, a blacks ops unit with a experimental Mech, they had a right to be proud. There had been ten of them, all but him now dead which is what had lead to his placement here. He thought back to the mission, he'd done everything right, even waited longer than he should have but he had to, he had to pull out otherwise the operation would have failed and of course he wasn't allowed to see a shrink about it because the whole damn thing was top secret! Pushing the guilt from his last field op out of his head he got up, shutting down the the view screen and opening the cramped hallway door that lead down to the troop bay. He walked down slowly pulling on his helmet and opening the channel he took a deep breath. "All 1st Breacher company personal report to the Patton in five minutes for briefing, then suit up and hit the armory." He said coldly, he was ready and this time he would get it right.