I swallow some anxiety and look at the situation. Little boxes are everywhere, in my face, little green boxes.
"New guy, you have Artemis, right? Hit the Jags, I'll send the drones to assist. Tippy, you're off your leash. If you want to take some Jag kills, go for it. Be careful. Watch over Tourist. Tourist, assist Tippy if she needs it. Walt, you and I will assist Gladiator and Whiskey. Be careful, climbing is going to be a bitch,"
I sic the drones on some Jaguars. They break their formation and fly off mindlessly.
I'll be forgeted, there hasn't been a battle this big since Taiton, and in Taiton, I lost the entirety of my last squadron. Gods, I hope that it doesn't happen again.
I pull back the stick and begin climbing with afterburners and full throttle.