Allia watched her tactical display as Hector turned his Gunslinger to the south along with Moshe and Everett close in tow.  She hoped their speed and Hector's weight would dissuade any plans at a surprise attack.  As she turned west towards the Volcano's edge, she smiled as DJ and Armina closed with her.  Activating her Beagle probe she swept the field in front of them visually as the probe sought out targets.<br/><br/><em>"Shinigami to Gheistwulf and Sloane, detected something strange just off the radar along the northern edge of the volcano.  Going up about 50 meters to see if I can get a better visual.  Staying within the ECM bubble to stray on the side of caution, over....Shinigami to Gheistwulf and Sloane.  I am about 120 meters above your position and about 250 meters ahead of you.  I think we might have what appears to be a Locust.  It's out of my sensor range and appears to be keeping it that way.  I recommend we stay on full alert as this may very well be a trap we're walking into.  I'm not so worried about the Locust than artillery fire or a minefield.  Shinigami holding position and providing cover, over."</em><br/><br/>Rolling her eyes, Allia couldn't understand the need for rookie's to clog up the radios with non-essential banter.<em>Oh well!</em>She thought to herself as she watched her beagle pick up two contacts.  One lined up with the position of the Locust, the other seemed to be up on a ridge, powered down to minimal power and crouched to hide it's signature.  "Charybdis, unknown contact hidden on that ridge line to the north."  Allia punched in a short command on the console which sent the Beagle contact position tight beam to her command lance.  "Strike, move slowly.  We're inside ten kilometers from those two mountains."<br/><br/>Just as Allia's comment hit the airwaves, a wave of explosions impacted the ground just short of where S'hot, Butterfly, and Long Tom were headed.  At the same time the white plume of smoke signalling a heavy missile launch erupted from the side of the volcano.  White streams of smoke streaked across the sky towards Allia and her Lance.  Her Beagle began screaming for attention.  "Arrows!!!! Scatter!!" She screamed into the comms as she turned Ghost perpendicular to their approach vector in hopes of breaking contact with the missiles.