Hoarfrost almost immediately formed on the joints of Erich's Awesome as the big 'mech strode out onto the frozen tarmac surrounding the dropship, the Assault's double-strength freezers swiftly melting the ice due to the bulky radiators function of preventing the 'mech from overheating when at full warload.<br/><br/>Using the integrated zoom function, He watched Perkins and Walt enter the HPG administrative facility, chuckling to himself as Walt aimed to try to make his head freeze during the short walk between the dropship and the facility's entrance. Only after the two entered the building did he turn away, looking at the surrounding area. Toggling the company comms, he spoke to everyone under his command. "Welcome to generic iceball number 'who gives a fuck', same as every other iceball in the Inner Sphere that some dumbass thought was a good idea to colonize. I want you all to patrol out five kilometres from the facility in a spiral pattern to familiarize yourself with the terrain; lance members, stay within 300 metres of one another and keep in contact; the ice can hide crevasses and worse, so trust your sense of balance as well as what the sensors tell you."<br/><br/>Toggling to the command lance's channel, he spoke again. "Alright boys and girl; finger-four formation, two-hundred metre spread. Take it slow and easy; we want to get familiar with the terrain, not familiar with how much armour gravity can scrape off."