Copy that, sir. [as instructed, he looks through his sights to quickly search for the said heavy weapon teams ahead of his steadily advancing allies, and soon locates just that.]
[quickly judging the distance, he changes the power setting required to kill his opponent at this distance, and yet not waste the amount of energy left in his barrel so as to minimize the need to reload, even with the modified 'slide-lock' barrel on his Long-Las]
[as soon as that was done, he takes just a split-second moment to aim down his sights at the head of one particularly badly dressed Blood Pact heavy weapons specialist who was in the middle of setting up his weapon, before firing off, in hopes of confusing the enemy with the sudden attack from such a distance.]