Piotr turns a hand palm-out to acknowledge Darkstalker's self-assuredness. "That's quite the resume. Not many of the outsiders here have experience in wartime. And you speak with conviction."

He drops his hand, clasping both of them behind his back in a loose parade rest. "We aren't able to use any galactic technology without revealing our location to the Cetagandans. The energy signature of even the use of anti-gravity tech would be a beacon to them. Our only advantage is our knowledge of the terrain -- without any energy signature to give us away, the face-painted bastards have a hell of a time trying to find us in these mountains. So we have no heavy artillery, no. Whenever the Cetagandans happen to find our location, when they bring in aerial forces -- we don't fight back. We retreat."