Frank had enough of the bickering by now."Alright, break it off you two you know? The civvies are not the important part here, the encampment is. So we go there, we smash it you know? The civvies? We spare them because we can't tell if they are the allies of our enemy, right? Then we bash the camp some more and maybe even those that are allied, next time when they are out for a drink, think again for the side they need to pick you know?" He smacks his palm to his forehead then."Oh right, are there gonna be any of those Jacobin mechies there? The more we bash them, the more people see ours are the better ones, thus they join us and thus forth. It's the power they are fond to you know? Thus we'll give them power. Smash. Right, good. Let's get to bashing." He looks around and shrugs then."Or not, if you have better plan..."