"As Yamina says. The base layout have the inner defense network focused inwards. They take for granted that the mountain ridge defense will keep out any foes. As such they have placed the turrets on the inner periphery of the buildings. Since you will come in from the ridge, you will have the barracks and Mechbays between them and you. Keep it smart, keep alive, keep them down. You don't have to win the war in five seconds, disrupt that section of the base until Erich's Lance joins you."<br/><br/>He turned his attention to Maho as she laid out her own suggestion. He nodded thoughtfully and scratched his red scruffy beard.<br/><br/>"I trust you know how to fire on the advance. If you can knock those comms down on your way to the power-station, it would be a great advantage. Divide and conquer, as Guts would have said." Perhaps not in those words. The old commander had been foul-mouthed as could be. He would probably have said<em>grab the fucker by his nuts and squeeze, then stab the cunt between the eyes</em>. He had been gruff and hard as nails, but a damned good commander once you got used to deciphering his rough tongue. "All in all, the fog gives us more advantage. We will not be outnumbered by the ridge-turrets and we will be deadly shadows to whatever is in the base. Be swift or be dead."