(http://i77.photobucket.com/albums/j77/wulfjaeger/black_widow_png_by_sasha2000dog-d52srzs.png)<br/><br/>Ranna sat near the side of the room with her feet up on the edge of the holo-projection table.  She did the same thing she always tended to do when she was listening to mission briefings, she listened quietly.  Most people found it strange that she wasn't standing at or even on the briefing table come time to plan, but Ranna had learned patience from one of the best Mechwarriors in the sphere.  She listened to Walter's plan, with interest, examining the line of attack and the disbursement of mechs along their attack plan.<br/><br/>The new unit hadn't been together very long and this was their first true test in the face of a powerful defense.  Her Lance commander showed his inexperience in the questions he asked but Ranna kept her objections to herself.  She was new to the unit and hadn't had much of a chance to see everyone work together much.  As far as Ranna was concerned the fog was the least of their worries, and assuming no one bogged down trying to get through the heavy show of the passes, the turrents had a clear field of fire throughout the base.  Ranna hoped that Walter wasn't basing his expectation of their lance getting to the mech bay from the west on fog cover.<br/><br/>She continued to watch the reactions and questions from the different members of the unit.  The obvious flirting between Lily and Graff was a distraction this unit didn't need.  It was great to flirt and screw all you wanted after the fight, but planning sessions were not the place, and definitely not the night before a big OP, an OP bigger than any the unit had undertaken in a long time.  Ranna stared around the room at Elisa and Alroy.  Observing them, how they acted and talked.  She would need to see them in action before she could fully gauge them as mechwarriors.  The rest, Ranna had differing opinions about but nothing solidifies a first impression like combat.<br/><br/>Ranna made notes in her mind regarding the plan.  She waited as Walter dismissed the group, to step up to the Table.  "Walter.  I have a few issues with the plan.  On the western approach our assualt will be precarious at best if we end up getting pinned down by those turrents.  You're counting on the fog, but one thing I've learned over the years is you never count on weather.  The turrents all have a clear field of fire between the barracks and the mech bays.  Even at high speed we'd still take at least a hit from each before we reach the mech bays.  The Sling needs to be the first one in.  That power core needs to go or the turrents will tear us apart.  Finally, the assault Lance coming up the south approach is going to tie up offensive capability we need inside the base.  Come in through the north approach and you avoid the obvious bottleneck and the long march up the throat of those turrents.  Besides you can support the Sling as it takes out the power core and take the brunt of the turrent fire away from us."  She looked at Walter to gauge his reaction to her assessment.  "I didn't want to say anything in front of the unit.  I didn't want them thinking that I was questioning your tactics or leadership."<br/><br/>