Alroy didn't usually have much to say during the pre-battle briefings. He was a veteran in-company compared to everyone present except Erich and Walter, and in terms of total hours in a 'mech, only Erich was on par. That made his job easier, though - he was a solid, known quantity, as was his beloved (if antique) lumbering King Crab, and it was easy to slot him into whatever battle plan was being laid out. Occasionally he ended up as the centerpiece of the lance formation, his brutal paired autocannon creating a near-impenetrable bubble of threat that gave his lancemates more room to maneuver; other times, an anvil to bring the hammer of the Awesome and Highlander against. In either case, a reliable fulcrum, but it rarely left him with anything he felt the need to contribute in planning.<br/><br/>"I'm well aware of my need to manage ammo, Elisa. And I doubt I'll be walking out of this with full ammo bays, not unless the pilots driving those heavies are complete idiots."<br/><br/>"How steep are the slopes around the perimeter? Marching down their throat on the main road will definitely get their attention, but I don't like giving the enemy Mechs more warning time than we have to."<br/><br/>