Char watched as his rocket caused more destruction onto the battlefield. After the rest of the suits went down he check his energy levels. sixty-two percent. Dammit he used up that much trying to save energy. There was no way they were going to live the next fight. He quickly gather uphis weapons he had been dropping to quicken his reaction time in battle instead of placing them neatly away. He looked and saw he still had all of his extra ammo placed on the belt of his Zaku. The Red Ace was about halfway done unless he did find a way to recharge and resupply. Then he received a communication and the zebra looking suit approached him. She expressed concerns with the obvious. That they were sitting ducks there and probably could not survive another attack. "Yes miss Gavrilov we do need a new game plan." He spoke into the public channel. "But first we need a different vantage point. We will die from another ambush. That much is a fact." He strictly told her. "But before anything else lets make sure the others are alright."