Unit Three hefted the six-pack missile launcher onto it's shoulder, and inside, Sam reaced up and over his shoulder, to draw out the enhanced sensor display.<br/><br/>"Skipper, I'm counting fourteen...  fifteen...  sixteen targets, all told.  One heavy, with fifteen escorts."<br/><br/>Of course, that was accounting for the suits that the boss and the Sniper had already downed, but there were still a lot to choose from.<br/><br/>Sam had a hunch, and switched the target-acquisition mode for the missles, setting them on thermals.  As he flipped his own visuals to thermal, he saw that the strongest heat source was the Gallup, it's two thrust nacelles glowing brightest among all the various heat sources.<br/><br/>"Target acquired...  and...  FIRING!"<br/><br/>A huge plume of smoke erupted, as all six missiles left their tubes.  Sam dropped the launch canister, and reached down for his hundred-mike, and all the while, he tracked the smoke trails to their destinations.  Four actually impacted the Gallup, right into the engine clusters, causing secondary explosions to blossom.<br/><br/>"Unit Three, tagert's been stopped."  Sam reported.  "Moving forward, to engage the escorts."