[h3]Sergeant Harald, Gallian Militia[/h3]

[b]'We are...'[/b] Despite the potentially dangerous situation, Harald tried to think positively for once. [b]'We are, but there [i]are[/i] other Militia elements in the area. Besides, the Army's been probing Vasel for days. Might be a stray squad ahead of the others..? Maybe?'[/b] The chances weren't high though, he knew too well. Chances were that it was a derelict, or worse an Imp trap, a sentiment echoed by Glaive. The Sergeant turned to her, gave her an appraising eye. [b]'Could be, but do we really have the luxury of going around? We're on a tight schedule here y'know.'[/b] He paused for a long moment in indecision... until Stichler proposed a plan. [b]'Sure, Corporal? No offence, but you ain't exactly the most mobile one here. If things do go south, you might get caught flat-footed.'[/b] He didn't like her self-derisive tone either; NCOs needed to act confident for the sake of their subordinates. [b]'Alright, let's try this. Stichler, drop your lance and armour. You and Hunt scout ahead, take wide spacing. Once you get an idea of who's who, cell it in on the radio.'[/b]