"Come on, what's the holdup? Time is money!" Diamond said, already seated atop of the tank on the warm engine deck behind the turret. She didn't get a good long look at the machine yet, and was not at all amused when she saw it didn't count with crew larger than one. "Hey boss, mind bolting on something to at least hold on to next time? If I knew the ride would be less comfortable than a livestock wagon I'd have ordered a cab. Time for an upgrade!" she pouted, taking care to avoid getting her white coat smeared up with grease.

Dropping the mocking tone, her mind clicked into business mode. "What's the lay of the land and did anyone get a look recently?" she asked, not at all fancying the idea of going in blind, especially if a few convoys already vanished on that route.