Sara shook her head at Camilla's reckless charge. To be honest she found that sort of youthful enthusiasm refreshing. It reminded her a bit of herself, back when she first joined the Zeon forces. Still, Sara was worried that Camilla's eagerness might get her killed one of these days.

"Roger that Debris, moving out and taking shots." As soon as the order was given Sara began to speed away from the enemy suits as fast as she could. She had there location, so now she would try to keep as far from them as she effectively could in order to minimize there ability to aim at her affectively. She began to move erratically to increase her evasiveness and took aim at her first target, one of the GMs with the bazookas. She focused her thoughts, her heart rate steadied and her breathing became rhythmic.

Unlike others who felt most comfortable in battle Sara didn't experience the rush of adrenalin and excitement when in combat. To the contrary, it was only when she was in her mobile suit staring death in the face that she truly felt relaxed. It was hear, in the heat of battle, that she felt something akin to a zen state.

She focused on the GM and fired. The shot was aimed to hit right in the center of the suit, where the reactor was. One solid hit to that from a beam weapon and the suit would explode. You couldn't get much more out of commission then that.