The silence in her cockpit was slightly unerving. She could almost hear the water squeezing against her armored plates. In a live firefight she knew she would be outting her life in the hands of the techs. One slighly loose bolt, or a hairline fracture in the armored skin of her mech and she'd drown as the hull breached. Worse if her fusion engine was hot enough, the cold water would cause it to explode.<br/>There! A momentary blip finally appeared on her sensor board, the targeting computer translating the signal into pertinent info. Barely five seconds later the signal faded. Sarah pictured the terrain in her head. If she remembered correctly Isis had most likely entered the dense forest in the middle of the battlefield.<br/>Her hand tensed on control stick. She held back her urge to surface.<i> Not yet</i>she told herself. She would wait for her prey to emerge form this side of the trees. She knew there was a lsim chance the other mech would detect her sensors, but that might be a good thing.<i>Yes...yes it would</i>. Smiling the Colonel reached out and hit the start up button.  By the time Isis reached her location her mech would be fully operational.