The young supply officer confirmed McKnight's suspicions, and seemed to support the idea of using Wappas to recon, as opposed to using the larger mobile suits, though McKnight didn't doubt that the other officers were itching for something to do. Aarom's eyes narrowed, McKnight could tell the man was really itching for his mobile suit. McKnight sympathized with him, Aarom had been one of the 261st's best sharpshooters, and to be stuck on the ground with flimsy hoverbikes was likely the last thing a trained sniper was comfortable with. 

Gordon on the other hand was all too excited at the opportunity to get moving and out of this forsaken convoy, eagerly volunteering for recon duty. The man was as ever, a fervent example of the ideal Zeon soldier- enthusiastic, competent, with the ability to take initiative. McKnight had expected a pilot of Gordon's age and veterancy to have picked up the cynical, pessimistically dark demeanor that most of them eventually did, but to be free of those traits wasn't necessarily a bad thing. 

Laytn brought up the concern of how vulnerable the convoy would be missing up to four of its officers and mobile suit pilots. To which McKnight shrugged, almost lackadaisically. "The 261st still has the rest of the Black Saints with them, not to mention the other mobile suit pilots."

"If we run into Feddies, technically, that's fulfilling our objective: To find a Patrol or base to surrender to. Besides, its not as if we're allowed to fire on them, even if we get attacked. That would break the terms of our surrender."

"Suspend all hostilities and lay down your weapons." McKnight quoted with a flippantly derisive wave.