[b][i]Alvin Davion[/i][/b]

"I am never disrespecting good infantry again," Alvin said as he shot the H-4K (sometimes called the Hermes-III)'s two large lasers at the Hunchback's legs, relying on someone else to fire at the Jump Troopers and the demolition charges they were setting. As the Hunchback's legs were hit and molten metal began to slough off from some of the myomer, causing it to buckle under its weight, he knew that the battle was essentially won unless the demo charges were set off, and that was not going to happen as long as Jaromir, Remy, and Hamazap shot at the Jump Troopers. 

Speaking of which... 

"We should recruit a support battalion of our own Jump Troopers if we make it big," the young man spoke up over comms. "If they can annoy us, they can annoy our foes. Now, can someone swat these pests?"

This day started bad and went worse, but now there was a moment that made it all worth it. Shame he could find only a few words for it, but it seemed as though there was a future for him in this outfit after all. That, and he got the Hunchback - Fuka's next shots may finish it off, but it was his own that made it a non-threat.

He can live with that, he supposed.