Jal just shrugged. "All's fair in love and War, Aren. Besides,"<br/><br/>She paused, listening to Shi's transmission about the unit that had attacked, then frowned. "That's where I knew that insignia from. They're an Elite headhunter unit. They go specifically to Kill commanders that have proven that they're NOT Inept. If a headhunter unit is after you, frankly, the kid gloves come off. I'd use micronukes if they were not a violation of the Convention, simply because it'd end this war that much faster."<br/><br/>She frowned, looking at Aren. "Also, I'm not talking little EMPs. I'm talking ones that are powerful enough to shut down all the computers and cybernetics in an area. And, unless I'm not mistaken, your friend is so full of metal bits that he'd go into toxic shock if his cybernetics shut down. Hells, I'm probably the only person in this room to not have any cybernetics in them."<br/><br/>She paused, then sighed, scrubbing at her face with her hands. "Look, I think something about this is wrong. No support, extremely hostile terrain, and there's open ground for several miles around that base. It's a killing field. I'm going to go and cool off."<br/><br/>She stood up, and walked out of the room, muttering to herself before heading to the army-standard showers, aka. 'Get wet for 90 seconds in ice water'