Marline switched through radio-frequencies as she disengaged and doubled-back, the XM5 she engaged earlier having retreated to some better cover, probably wondering where her shot had come from and trying to take her out as a threat before resuming; it was best to keep them looking, so every so often a mortar-round would be lobbed near those coordinates to clutter the side-street and slow them down.

Then suddenly her radio finally managed to pick-up chatter that sounded useful:
[quote]"Multiple contacts north-west of Highview, and possibly more from other directions. Keep an eye on your flank. We need to break through and advance towards Cradle; how-copy?"[/quote]

[i]"[u]On it[/u], bumped one just north of Highview taking a few potshots in the open. You folks keep pushing forwards and consolidate a position at the headquarters. I'll assist where I can."[/i] She quickly keyed-in, failing to identify herself in the excitement as YASSIR rolled southeast along 31st street to check their south flank, a surprise pincer movement would be catastrophic, but every second of early-warning and interdiction would count towards saving lives.

She was hoping that through superior force of movement, they could blow-through the pincer-movement before it closed on them, leaving the XM8s bogged-down in their self-made urban-wasteland to be dealt with later by the proper authorities. Just for the sake of bullets are cheaper, she lobbed a couple of mortar-rounds into the nearest side-street east of Pembroke/Highview before rounding the corner with her autocannon raised.

[i]"Do any of you have a fix on their artillery yet?"[/i] She asked, just as counter-battery fire began raining down on her old position north of Highview.