<strong>Allia Rowe<br/>Santa Prisca Desert, Librios<br/>Deneb Algedi, Benjamin District<br/>Tagged:</strong>Bear, Butterfly, Ronin.<br/><br/>(http://i77.photobucket.com/albums/j77/wulfjaeger/Ghost_zpsc7908c1a.jpg)<br/><br/><em>Recon lance, loop around and cut across their back, Strike, press the flank, keep them divided. We have numbers and mobility, so let’s use them” </em><br/><br/>Smiling as a flight of SRM's flew past Ghiestwulf's head and exploded on the sand behind her, Allia keyed the Strike Lance comm link.  "Bear you're with me, we're going to hit the right side.  Fast and furious then pull back.  Butterfly and Ronin, take the left.  Try and get that Archer to focus on you and less on the command lance."  Allia knew that her and Bear were fairly well protected by the Guardian Suite she had running.  It wouldn't effect their missiles but the point to point fire would be more difficult to get a lock than anything, which helped them.<br/><br/>"Bear, lets clear that Clint from the line up.  And keep an eye out for that damn blade.  Turning in along the axis of the Crusher line she ran her reticle over the oddly shaped Clint.  Waiting for the reticle to turn from red to gold she triggered off both her PPC's and Long Range Missiles.  The charged balls of electricity slammed into the side of the Clint first scoring hits on his left arm and leg.  Grabbing the pilot’s attention, he turned to meet them just in time for the three LRM’s to pepper his upper left torso.  Allia kept a close formation with Bear to allow his Gauntlet to get off his as many salvo’s as possible before they got within the Clint’s effective Range.  ”Another hundred meters and we’ll pull off.  He can barely touch us at this range and definitely can’t keep up with us.”<br/>