The speed of the total collapse of the loyalists came as a surprise to her, though on second thought it made sense. The CCAF weren’t particularly known for decentralized command structure, much less a garrison in the armpit of the universe. Some lucky ones may have made it out of the city and joined the FPA, assuming they could put their differences aside to face a more immediate and capable threat. Those that hadn’t were probably in for it. She wondered how many of them they would find in Tie Shan when they stormed it.

Before the briefing, Jon hadn’t been the most forthcoming conversation partner, but what they say about opposites attracting was true, because he and his boss were like Whiskey and Whisky. The Jeong family history lecture was a bit jarring amid a mission briefing, and was met with a puzzled expression. Cassandra was clearly the type of person who liked the sound of her voice, and now she had an audience. Regardless, the tunnels were like a gift from the gods themselves. She just saved their lives. Same with the new base, even if Cassandra was implying they might wake up one day and find their ‘Mechs on cinder blocks and even if Marit was skeptical of hiding their footsteps among IndustrialMechs. If you’re a Crimson Fist commander and annoying mercs are stomping around and breaking all your employer’s stuff, why would you not look somewhere ‘Mechs are stomping around just because they’ve been stomping there before? Especially since that place has facilities and materials the annoying mercs need to continue being a thorn in your side and the amount of stomping increases every time your employer’s stuff gets broken.

To keep the good news going, Marit could hardly be happier about the mission she was assigned to. Close to the new base, striking at loons spoiling to commit a massive war crime, with Jon on hand to share knowledge of the site and best of all, she wouldn’t have to get out of the ‘Mech. Only way it could be better would have been not having to defend something. Another thing that put a damper on the mood was the Crimson Fists presence. At the Depot raid, the CF lance that attacked them was reported further away than this one, yet they still managed to intercept them, likely due to their intel placing the Fists somewhere they weren’t. And a target this important - the dam, though no doubt they’d hear of their presence as well - was unlikely to go ignored. And they’d be coming from the North, meaning that if they arrived before the Knights got away, they’d have to go through them. [color=76D0FF]”Sir, do we know anything about forces stationed at the dam and the CF lance at Golf 12? Composition, how old that position report is…?”[/color] She supposed running into a different lance than last time was a safe bet, with the Fire Witch perhaps still being down a Raven, though the last one surprised them with a Longbow. What was this going to be? The Battlemaster? Some SLDF royal ‘Mechs they dug up from whatever forgotten bunker? A Steiner scout lance? [color=76D0FF]”And do we have any indication of what the Sword are bringing and from which direction?”[/color]