Tania scanned the battle scene using both her sensors and her own eyes, a quick count showed they were outnumbered two to one... not the most favorable conditions to be fighting in, especially with their objectively sub par equipment. This meant they had to make up the difference through superior skill, tactics and honestly with a bit of luck, actually a lot of luck, but that's how interstellar war usually was. She decided she had enough looking around, Tania leaned forward and flicked a few switches, on her cockpit view a targeting reticle appeared. Even in the pressurized cabin she could hear the quiet hum from her main weapon, a massive rail gun, because it placed so much strain on the mech's reactor it had to be kept off when not in action. 

In a matter of seconds the gun's electromagnetic rails were fully warmed up, and ready to fire. It was then Tania picked out her first opponent, a Squid outfitted with one of those large swords they seemed so fond of, in fact this very one was attempting to charge her from a long distance. It never made sense, why do the Squids throw themselves so willingly into a melee, even when it's more than likely they'll be gunned down before the could enter close range. Tania brought the over sized rifle up, aiming directly at the berserk Squid. Now at this distance it was probably a done deal she'll hit, more so if the Squid doesn't change it's path, yet she wasn't about to take the risk of missing. Instead she allowed the targeting computer to give her a firing solution, slowly the reticle narrowed until eventually it flashed green, indicating the computer found the best angle to use.

Tania popped open a capsule on the side of her throttle control, much in the style of old school sci-fi movies, whatever engineer designed this had to be nostalgic. Her thumb hovered over the button for a second, before she caught her hesitation then slammed down on it. The rail gun's blast shook the mech something fierce, not enough to topple it over, but more than enough to shake Tania around in her seat. The large slug catapulted through empty space until it found it's mark, she wasn't quite able to tell where it hit, but it was enough damage to take a huge chuck out of the Squid mech's side. Whatever pilot was in there had to be dead, and if it wasn't dead it's craft was effectively disabled. Automatically the used shell popped out the gun's back, the metal glowed white hot from the sheer energy it had to endure, as for the rifle itself, well it had already cooled down thanks to state of the art coolant technology.