[hr][center][img]https://i.imgur.com/gTXBdjL.png[/img][/center][right][b]Interactions:[/b] Barn Owl ([@AtomicEmperor]).[/right][right][b][code]The Beach[/code][/b][/right][hr]

The Shells had deployed, some quickly advanced into the treeline for cover, and it wouldn't be long before the Murakumo Robotics Advance Party would catch sight of them. Their radar systems were likely not advanced, or this operation would have died in the water. The plan was to let the fire support take apart the Advance Party, with the others likely handling the rest. In Magpie's opinion, the best way to eliminate threats was to destroy them before they could fight back. Some of the other Vultures liked the rush of battle, but they forgot that[i] they[/i] had to front the bill to get their Shells repaired.

[color=E623AB]"Let the fire support do [i]all[/i] the heavy lifting. [i]Typical,[/i]"[/color] Magpie replied in the comms... one might get the idea she was scathing, given that it was spoken [i]completely[/i] monotone until that statement was followed by laughter. [color=E623AB]"Moving, Barn Owl, I trust everyone else sticks to their strength, yeah?"[/color]

Magpie quickboosted into the treeline; her radar suppressant should keep her safe - at least for now - she made sure to scan the skies... her FCS was stated to be one of the best in the world! Or at least that was what the gentleman who sold it to her said. It wasn't long until the [url=https://i.imgur.com/dqqN5Qh.jpg]Advance Party's primary airship.[/url] A massive beast of an aircraft that[i] dwafted[/i] the Shells - but it reminded her of the Nest in size. It was heavily armored and had some cannons underneath and on the sides - suggesting to Magpie that this was made for quick entry into the battlefield to drop off forces. It was escorted by Murakumo's [url=https://i.imgur.com/OWujnys.jpg]fighter jets[/url] and some [url=https://i.imgur.com/edIRIaZ.jpg]drones with microcannons[/url] under-mounted. That [i]would[/i] make this problematic... but Magpie was here to provide firing support; she would let the other Vultures take center stage.

The fleet flew above her, rustling the treeline and drifting off, as Magpie readied The Claw... 

... They drifted into the perfect spot for the ambush.