<strong>Allia Rowe<br/>Santa Prisca Desert, Librios<br/>Deneb Algedi, Benjamin District<br/>Tagged:</strong>Everyone<br/><br/>(http://i77.photobucket.com/albums/j77/wulfjaeger/Ghost_zpsc7908c1a.jpg)<br/><br/><em>We surrender! Let us go and we won’t give you any trouble.”</em><br/><br/><em>Hold fire! But keep a watch on them and the Snakes, and be ready to respond if anyone shoots”</em><br/><br/>Allia looked over the wreckage of the Crusher forces arrayed on their right flank.  The smoking husk of the Archer along with the fallen Exhumer and Calliope showed they had torn hard into the Crusher's very effectively.  Kari's call to hold fire came at a point when the fighting started to wind down.  She looked over the battlefield break out her BAP designated on the scope.  The ground vehicles were still moving towards the battleline.<br/><br/>"Strike, form up on me.  S'hot, join in."  Allia checked to make sure her ECM suite was active and jamming all systems that weren't friendly.  She turned Gheistwulf towards the inbound Partisan's and Bulldogs.  She wasn't sure if the ground pounders would follow the Crusher's example, but Allia was sure having her Strike Lance driving directly down their throat would drive them to realize they were outgunned and outmatched.   Allia set Gheistwulf to a steady pace towards the vehicles.  She held the reticle close to the vehicles, prepared to respond if they attacked.  As they crossed into the maximum range of the vehicles she almost started to smile, thinking they might simply surrender.<br/><br/>The long tone of a targetting lock filled her cockpit, pulling her hopes back down as a high power bolt of laser energy zipped past her left shoulder.  Three more lasers pierced the air around their Lance but hitting nothing.  The ECM was messing with their targetting, bringing a smile to her face.  "I guess that means they're not joining in on the surrender.  Ok boys, lets turm them into slag."  Allia switched to her Long range missiles, letting a flight of three tear through the sky towards the Bulldogs as her Light PPC's ejected two balls of lighting towards the lead Bulldog.  The tank could do little to resist the multiple hits.  The tank rocked and started to smoke under the hits.  "Strike, break and pull their fire.  S'hot, break their flank and try to swing around the back.  I doubt those Partisan's are going to be to much of a threat."