Blade drummed his fingers on the arm of his control chair, before swiftly tapping commands into his C3I system at rapid pace as the information came on.
"Received and understood, Maxwell. Keep a distance for now. Nawlin, keep an eye on them. When they come within a mile of our position, engage and then fall back; lure them into our engagement envelope, and we'll catch them in a cross-fire and draw them off of the scout team, bring some of the heat to us to keep the scouts from trouble. Harass the hostiles all the way into our optimum distance, then go to ground. The rest of us can hit them hard then."
Switching channels to the recon team, he sent a quick message.
"Recon, this is Blade - keep moving. We've got a unit here, heading our way. We're going to draw them to us, and use that to lure them toward us and keep 'em off of you."