Southport, lying in wait. . .
It's perfect, Corporal. The wreckage forces 'em to pick Dock Four, and then we shoot 'em right through the holes in the wreckage.
Lieutenant, we can't see what they're doing out there. Suppose they scan us, and line up for a different shot?
What are they going to do? Take a potshot through two layers of hullmetal?
P O T S H O T
Correction. Two layers of hullmetal and one Lieutenant.