Saski glanced back over her shoulder and she grimaced with exasperation at Sabine's distraction with the fallen enemy scout.  She gestured Sabine forward, and pumped her fist to tell her to move it.<br/><br/>She activated her radio.  "Sabine!  Don't worry about that!  C'mere!"<br/><br/>She turned back to the low wall which separated her and Sabine from the plaza.  She readied her rifle, popped up for a brief look and immediately dropped back down.<br/><br/>Squad 8's APC was emerging into the plaza, and it's heavy machinegun could sweep the entire space with lethal firepower.  It was the perfect time to advance.  She glanced back over her shoulder again.  Sabine was still doing who-knows-what with the fallen enemy scout.  A warning of a tank on the street on the left of the plaza came over her radio, but she saw no sign of it near the plaza.  She shook her head.<br/><br/>"Lancer, lancer, get on that," she mumbled.  A tank would take out their APC with one shot, and then the squad would be hard-pressed to protect its lancers from the remaining enemy infantry while they maneuvered to take out the tank.