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[img]https://i.imgur.com/lzy9BpK.png?2[/img][/center][hr][@wikkit]- Ingrid[hr]
Tarak nodded to himself as he listened to the briefing. Quietly allowing for the Colonel to speak. They could free the many they had taken and held up. It would not save those who were already lost. Yet this was the chance they could have to unshackle themselves. To free themselves from the fear of prisoners. To take away cards. And targets.

As voices around him spoke, people asking questions and answers being given, Tarak's mind was quiet.  It replayed the information again and again. Calculating the targets and finding priorities. He began to feel a slow itching spread up his back as he looked off to the middle distance.

Targets.

Countless targets.

A garrison filled with hundreds of fighting men and women. Small arms are the worst they could field within them. Nothing a mech needs to worry about. Yet enough to stop the whole reason for this operation. Yet was also far enough from the start of the action to not be an easily accessible target. A comm tower that will call in air support. Not only will this risk the downing of mechs but also the vehicles meant to move the prisoners. A much higher priority, yet they would have enough time to move from one objective to the next with the comm tower not being an immediate threat. Pillboxes, each one fielded with machine guns that would slowly wear at light armor and tear apart soft targets. Each one is small and not able to perform much on their own. Each one is easily dealt with on the way to deal with other threats. Best to stamp them out like ants.

Missiles, countless missiles, a hill filled with them and enough terrible power to probably level a Lance within moments if left unattended. Most likely taking how they had been attacked by the Fire Witch before, it is a higher priority as missiles will constantly bombard them. 2 Laser turrets each with fielded with enough power to rival some mechs. Each one has Large lasers and AC/2's able to drop its payload within moments. One of these could easily rip apart the [I]Phoenix Hawk[/i] and a few other mechs if they are caught in their ire. Yet there is one target that is higher in priority. A power plant that would knock out not just the heavy turrets but the missiles as well. There was a high incentive that made this one of the biggest and main target. It would drop multiple targets at once.

Tarak nodded to himself for a few moments longer, as he began to lightly itch the back of his neck. Looking around as he listened to the others, as when his callsign was spoken he looked to the Colonel and nodded before he lightly nudged Ingrid and said jokingly, [color=gold]"Looks like we're going to be dancing in the fire again"[/color]. He then looked around for a moment before he said this time a small smirk on his face, [color=gold]"Hopefully you won't be too stiff for it, Ramrod"[/color].