"Swallowtail, hit that artillery site!"
	Upon hearing Sam's confirmation, Alice depressed the trigger on her control yoke. The barrel of her 40 mm autocannon roared to life, chucking high-explosive rounds downrange at the targets. 
	[i]POOMPOOMPOOMPOOM[/i] - The screen of Alice's targeting computer flared white as the salvo slammed into the artillery encampment. Rounds burst as they made contact with the platforms, scattering debris and armor spalls. The SAM trucks imploded as the rounds detonated the ammunition inside their launchers, clearing the immediate airspace for Sam and the other light pilots. 
	"SAMs are toast; you're in the clear, Hare."
	Immediately after the salvo took its toll, Alice zipped from her perch to regroup with the main offensive team. Up ahead, she could see the pseudo-blockade of MASs and armored vehicles across the road. Her targeting computer acquired the threats, highlighting them on her screen.
	"Goodnight." The Claymore launcher on her MAS's chest flared, sending an AT warhead darting into the sky. Moments later, it changed direction, screaming back down before plowing into the vulnerable top armor of one of the tanks.
	The MASs accompanying the armor snapped to attention, readying their weaponry as Alice and the other Steel Hunters approached the town.
	"Doughboy, Jupiter; let's give it to them!"