It's doomed to being a kind of shit game because the very basic structure is "try to minimize losses, try to maximize profits", but three quarters of your team are buttfuckingly stupid AI in a weird horde shooter.

The enemy WILL fearlessly charge you knowing they are merely wave six of fifteen and they have nothing to lose except for costing you money. Your AI team mates WILL wander up to an AC/20 urbanmech and get cored, costing you three times what the missions payout would've been. You can't trust them to handle anything. They can find a way to lose to anything.

You might think to not even bring them, but you have to kill fifty fucking mechs every mission and you can't dodge for shit, so you need raw DPS and armor values to finish anything.

How do you cope with the idea that your parents are getting old and they'll die one day, never to be seen again?
Starting a family of my own or having kids is out of the possibilities, only realistic answers, please

>join new match
>enemy team gets a good sniper
>and a good spy
>more new players join
>it's a kritzkreig demo pocket and they're going on the enemy team
>they're now locking in 4 engineers turtling on the point
>the enemy team is on average scoring three times yours
>to solve this issue, one random middle of the scoreboard player from their team is sent to yours
>he quits the match instantly
I miss team scramble.