Come on, dammit. Reload faster, they're getting closer... There wasn't much room for Kradis to maneuver, as the enemy started to close in and limit his fire options. Hopefully, these guys would cover his ass if these bandits started to prioritize him. "[i]Javelin's loaded[/i]" was the only response the pilot got, as his L/OS notified him that he'd been given permission to rain down more hellfire. With that, two more training Javelins were launched, soaring and dancing around each other high into the air. They dipped down and spiraled more, as they impacted harmlessly with two more trucks, billows of dummy smoke rising and knocking those targets out of the fight.

While the last two missiles were loaded, the jackal flung several more mortars down range, and actually managed to take down the damaged GEAR he'd missed earlier, along with some more militia soldiers. The hostile machine stopped firing, and entered into a standby crouch to simulate destruction, to help indicate it was no longer a target. Kradis was satisfied with the progress of the mission so far, and mildly surprised that there were no friendly casualties yet. These younger soldiers were actually holding there own, and had so far, exceeded his expectations. The recon team, especially, was calculated and vicious, giving the enemy further away hell, he imagined.