"Oh, shit..." Shona hissed under her breath as Oliver's warning went out. She had been wondering how the enemy artillery had got a bead on them so fast. Any further thought on the matter was side-lined as her computers screamed a warning at her. She threw her GEAR into a dive as one of the simulated mortar shells whistled towards her machine, narrowly avoiding a fatal hit. All she could do was urge her machine back to its feet and watch as Oliver zipped away, drawing the bombardment away from the rest of the team.

Coming to the same conclusion as the others, she swung her sights around to the last member of the enemy unit. Take him out and they wouldn't need the jammer... although if they had detected the signal any hope of stealth was gone anyway... she shook her head and looked down-range, in time to see Myrnia make her gamble. Unwilling to fire fir fear of hitting her comrade, Shona scanned the horizon for any sign of reinforcements. She still kept one camera focused on Myrnia, though, the pickup recording the goat's daring maneuver and sending it over the data link.

The bat held her breath for a moment as the jammers went down, kicking her GEAR up and moving to regroup with the rest of Recon. "Oliver, you OK?" She asked over the com, seeing damage indicators on his FOF tag. She scanned the horizon again, panting slightly inside her helmet. "Think the game is up? They gotta know we're coming now..."