<div class="floatright">(https://pbs.twimg.com/profile_images/378800000312843758/c3fc56b763c2610cc0e83100caa09f81.jpeg)</div><strong>"Sir,"</strong>Brooklyn snapped out as he stood up,<strong>"I'll assume that asking for comments is granting permission to speak freely.  I would like to second Ivan's statement regarding breaking formation.  Heavy lance did not break formation at all until we had been outflanked by both armour and mechs.  At that point, <em>I</em> was the one to break formation.  Please do not level criticism on the team that should be directed at the individual."</strong><br/>His tone was measured, neutral, like he was delivering a report on the state of the companies laundry budget.  His eyes however, were intensely focused on Erich.  Not filled with anger, but just intense.<br/><strong>"Also, while I do not speak for the rest of my team, I would like it to be clear that we followed the orders we were given.  As I said before, we stayed in formation.  In fact, the comm logs should indicate that all of our movements and changes in position followed a direct order from our superior.  So I am forced to disagree, sir, in the assessment that we, the team, were caught up in wanting to kill the enemy."</strong><br/>Brooklyn's eyes swept over Ivan, Alroy, and Cass, a piercing gaze that then softened as he nodded his head in slight respect to them.<br/><strong>"What happened is that four mechwarriors with no prior history working together worked and died as a team.  Sir."</strong><br/><br/>Sweeping his gaze back to Erich and Ranna, it lacked the same intensity as it had before, as if that moment hadn't happened at all.  Instead, Brooklyn was back to being cool and distant.<br/><strong>"Aside from that, I have only two more statements I'd like to make at this moment.  One, dividing the lances by weight category I feel did not play into strengths.  Given the command structure Captain Ranna has just informed us, I can say that I was a poor fit for Alroy's lance and my performance shows it.  My specialty is long range support, not assault.  If you feel that it is an area I need to work with, then I will do so.  However, at the time, it was not my field of expertise.  Secondly, if we are going to be run roughshod under the expectations that we are reasonably seasoned mechwarriors, then with all due respects sirs..."</strong><br/>Brooklyn took a deep breath.  This was probably not going to go over well at all.<br/><br/><strong>"Don't treat us like children by resorting to something used on green horn mechwarriors the first time they pilot.  Unless things run differently here, the general comm channel was reserved for important information to pass through when I was in the military, like orders from those monitoring the simulation or instructions.  The miss use is not behaviour I would consider befitting a superior officer, especially during what I considered a serious simulation and a test of our character."</strong><br/>He paused, observing the facial expressions on everyone in the room.<br/><br/><strong>"Other than that, I am not surprised at all that we will be pushed hard in later training exercises.  Given our poor performance, even with the odds stacked against us, I will agree with Ivan that we could use some more polishing.  I look forward to working with everyone."</strong>