<div class="floatleft">(http://i1217.photobucket.com/albums/dd394/Vithe_rothe/remote_image_1331062081_zps0712a125.jpg)</div><hr/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;"><strong>  Name:</strong>              Megan Chang<br/>  <strong>Mech:</strong>              Raven<br/>  <strong>Call Sign:</strong>    <em>    Double Nickel</em>  <br/>  <strong>Location:</strong>        DropShip "Bastion"<br/>  <strong>Lance/Team:</strong>  Debriefing Room<br/><br/></span></span><hr/><br/>Megan had spent the past hours making sure her Raven was docked and asking the techs to hold off on the armor repair until she could dig out the tech manuals and show them the actual dimensions that needed to be cut and shaped. She had met the man that had piloted the Awesome and shook his hand almost gushing how she had never seen a mech that damaged and still up. This as The Doc wheeled him off to sickbay she harshly told Megan to back the hell off and let her save the mann's life, leaving a half stunned look on Megan's face as they all disappeared into a lift. The Doc throwing her a smile to ease the sting as the doors closed.<br/>It had not taken much to find out that Walter Viejer was the current Commander and had recently had what had to be the worst damage a mech warrior could have done. He had been neuro severed. Megan Made sure to have a copy of her sensors logs as she went to the debriefing.<br/><br/>As Walter spoke Megan eyes narrowed a bit, about the only sign she gave of the intense focus she had as well as the spike of the old anger...<br/><br/>"Is anyone else feeling like they have the privilege of hindsight? Speak up now, because I won't have any more of it later on."<br/><br/>Her voice was accented and sulty and she didn't raise her voice.<br/>Megan stood and nodded to those around the table then to the 'Commander'. "Sir my name is Megan Chang, I am pleased to meet all of you and would like to offer my view on the past action at least from the perspective of what I saw and recorded. First though a Little about myself, I am formally of the CCAF, Graduated 2ND in my class from the state run schools. Joined the Military where I excelled in electronics , communications and Electronic warfare. About 2 year ago I received my Raven -4L one of the first of the official run of them. The reason I am no longer with the CCAF is that I was courtmartialed in abstention after my battalion and the command lance I was in was ambushed for faulty Intell. My captain and his lance including myself were blamed for the leading the battalion into an ambush by a St Ives RCT. I barely managed to escape and make it to OutReach with some survivors where I discovered I had been courtmartial, my citizenship stripped."<br/><br/>"I am very good at what I do and Sir, *nods to Walter* part of what you just say does not fly. We were hired and yes desperate enough to get off that planet, to meet up and at a set of coordinates. Hired by a Mr Perkins, we did not receive any information on how to contact, what frequency's would be used or what to expect from your unit. We didn't even know you were on a mission here and I gather the field commander didn't know of us either. So unless you are the one that did not do the job then Mr Perkins is to blame for that and frankly that doesn't look good from where I set."<br/><br/>"When we arrived no one tried to contact us, from the drop ship or from anyone else. I was able to link to the Rommel you used but even then you didn't even offer who you were or offer any details of what was going on. I was able to get a decent picture by monitoring your unit comms, and yes I hacked them to do so, and went to link up with what seemed to be the biggest concentration of your forces. During this time I heard orders from you and from the Awesome, Erich Oststein. At times those orders seemed in bit of conflict. It wasn't until well after you had met my mech and Seth's that anyone told the rest of your unit we even existed and the only reason we didn't show up red was how i was spoofing the IFF signals...your mechs showed red till I was able to figure out which were which and adjust my sensors accordingly. It wasn't until we linked by  MR Oststein into the company net that the IFF signals cleared so Seth showing as a hostile to one of your mechs is well within the range of possibilities. Hell Sir The awesome nearly gored me when I stepped out behind your tank."<br/><br/>"From what I can see you have a group of good pilots here but the intell was lacking and could have been corrected by at minimum waiting till our arrival and adding us into your force mix, sir. and that is Mr Perkins Fault since we were contacted 2 weeks prior to meeting here"<br/><br/>"As for the electronics techs and electronic warfare they were doing, Only bits and pieces showed on my scanners. I was able to hack into the regional SatCom Net in under 2 minutes and from there used it to determine who was whom. I was also able to use a sat cam to zoom in and see various mechs moving and tried to link that data to your tank. I am sure your ECM techs know what they do but my guess sir and its a guess is that the equipment they are using is horribly out of date as is the software. For that I have ideas including how to blanket a drop ship like this with an ecm field using linked Guardians to do so...its a theory but should work."<br/>Megan caught herself as she started into tech and ECM information overload and instead nodded to Walter and sat back down.<br/><br/>She felt better but was not sure if this was THE unit, the one that she could call home finally.