Seeing Mike press his advantage and another volley of Kradis' rockets auger in, Blade pressed the attack on his end too. The extra firepower would reduce some of the heat on Raisa, and allow Nawlin to take out the APC. The remainder of the vehicles in the convoy that were still armed and able to fight back were still attempting to train their weapons on the GEARs attacking them, but every fresh attack whittle the already small number further. 
Like Mike, he charge forward, but not before throwing out a good cloud of smoke and chaff as decoys to mask his approach, and changing direction and heading multiple times. The autcocannon rifle clamped tight in the GEARs' hands thrummed and chattered as he ran, the miniguns mounted in the bipedal machines' head joining in as he swept their withering fire across the outlines of dismounted infantry. Simulated kill-markers popped up as their 'net-linked equipment locked them out as 'killed'. 
The rounds fired from the large autocannon hit square, and another pair of light utility vehicles disappeared off the screen. The APC went down next, and Blade slowed down, stalking the [i]Harlock[/i] along the line of the convoy, like an angry giant. No further markers popped up, and he snapped words into the comm channel.
"All targets eliminated. Form up and double-time to the recon unit. We'll gather at their position and then prep for the second stage of the op, the assault on the hostile stronghold".
Switching channels, he toggled into Myrinas' freak, and spoke in short, concise words, cognizant of the fact she and her team were engaged in combat.
"Sitrep? Tangoes here are down, moving to your position to support, over".