Studying his sensors, Alroy picked out the line of LRM-carrier tanks and Condors ahead of them.<br/><br/>"Recon's job to find the reds, our job to kill them. Heavy lance, match my flank speed, maintain formation and take out those missile boats and their escorts."<br/><br/>Switching to Allis's channel, "Babh, Vice. Bringing the hammer down on those Harassers and Condors, see what your folks can do to keep the Vedettes off our back."<br/><br/>Settling back in his chair, he pushed the mighty Atlas to its 54KPH max speed, toggling the switch that turned his Anti-Missile system to autonomous targeting. He might be the slowest of the heavy lance, but he had more armor than anyone else in the unit, and a functioning AMS to blunt the worst of the LRM fire as they closed.