Kensington had to pull back only slightly to give his fellow GEARS the airspace they need during their advance. The moment couldn't help but cause the pilot to smile as he watched their coordination and their adaptation to circumstances, despite the fact this wasn't the real deal. They were sewing together into a tightly knit group, and Silver was leading the pack.

"Kensington, get ready to move. We'll be counting on you to hit hard, over!" The colonel's voice reached the pilot as soon as the anti air opposition was dealt with. In return the airman nodded to himself and worked the helicopter to make it's approach, his hud coming to life with a series of squares that marked opportunities for a lock-on.

"Don't waste numbers on me sir I'll get the job done." Kensington replied, aligning the camera feed's crosshairs with the closest hostile GEAR that was in his path. A red text lit up moments later saying 'LOC' signaling the computer had it's targets and was ready to lock onto any one of them upon command. "Stand by for gun run... Unless you wanna get hit by a simulated 40 boys n girls."