As one would expect of a Sniper, Habar found himself near the middle of the group; ahead of the grunts, but behind everyone else in their special unit.  The brief jaunt up the road was far too peaceful for his liking, and when their bold leader ended up getting a few handfuls of lead thrown her way, he couldn't call himself surprised.<br/><br/>As the first shots pinged off her shield, he was already moving. Constantly monitoring their progress, and especially analyzing the lay of the land, he already had a great idea of where to go should they have to fight; and fight they had to.<br/><br/>He went to the right, the thrusters in his legs coming to life as he jumped right up ontop of the Wanzar hangar. The sturdy building creaked and groaned under his weight, and if it weren't for his Wanzer being fairly light, it might've given way...<br/><br/>But for now, it was the perfect spot for him to start taking shots. The high angle afforded him some degree of cover from those on the ground, and allowed him to see most of the battlefield, and gave him a clear line of sight to the enemy Wanzers and vehicles.<br/><br/>A shot rings out from above the hangar, a single round flying through the air as it impacts into an armored vehicle; likely some sort of tank, with a cannon or machine gun turret, but it didn't really matter what it was, because once the shot hit home, ripping right through the damnably machine, it was little more than inoperable scrap.