[i]"Don't worry about it. Even with an idiot on your team you're doing fine. Just see it as an opportunity. If you can make me follow, no one can deny that your leadership skills are top notch!"[/i]
Myrina rolled her eyes and double-checked her radar. The unit of GEARs opposite the main team was coming daringly close. An orchestra of gunfire thumped in Myrina's ears, who looked to the main group on her monitor. She could see the triangles representing Blade's team strewn out, positioning themselves into optimal firing positions. Over the low hill that separated them, she saw the muzzle flare beam across the dirt. Movement on the radar grabbed her attention; drawn to the other three GEARs closest the recons' position. They had left the bridge and were more than likely chugging along to help their comrades, who were pinned by Blade's ambush. The GEARs were rolling at high-combat speed, concentrated on regrouping with their fellows as quickly as possible. Fortunately, for Myrina, that put them directly in the recon squad's line of sight. 

"Recon, eyes on that unit," she called over her comms, marking the trio on their HUDs. They were moving along the opposite side of the riverbed, where the ground was at a lower elevation. "On my go, I want them taken out before they pass our position."

Myrina bit her lip, the triangles zipping in closer on the HUD radar. Just a little more and they'd be in optimal range. "Oliver, can you jam their electronics? Let's make this a clean sweep."

[i]Lets make 'em hill boys learn t'day, yeh?"[/i] Kensington's voice cheered.
"Kensington, Recon's going to hit the three GEARs enroute to the main force's position. I'd like you to assist us when I give the signal, if you'd be so kind."