This idea has been rattling around in my head for a while, and recent fanfic by Valles and Drakensis solidified some of the ideas and gave me the impetus to get it written and posted.
The year was 2991 and Hauptmann Reinhard Yamazaki was incandescent with long-suppressed rage. Despite continuing a family history of unflinchingly loyal service to the Lyran Commonwealth, and demonstrating superior tactical acumen in the cockpit of his family's salvaged Panther, the New Kyoto native had been subject to the full spectrum of prejudice during his time in the LCAF. Upon being posted to the 3rd Lyran Regulars, Yamazaki was informed that the unit had no company command slots – but the regiment would graciously allow him to prove himself at the head of a recon lance.
The hauptmann's already-dampened enthusiasm reached a new nadir when he discovered his "recon lance" consisted of three disfavored MechWarriors riding a second Panther, a Dragon, and a PPC-armed Catapult, none of which were combat-capable. Further investigation in the junior officers' mess revealed that Yamazaki had inherited the regiment's "Drac trash" lance, the dumping ground for ex-DCMS 'Mechs unsupported by the LCAF's logistics chain and pilots and techs who the regimental staff loathed but couldn't legitimately find excuses to imprison or drum out of the service.
Expecting this to be a career-ending assignment, Yamazaki quickly learned that most of the people under his command were actually fairly competent when allowed to do their jobs. Field exercises revealed that all three MechWarriors had fallen into the lance for reasons unrelated to their competence. Neuville was a former Dispossessed MechWarrior who'd bought his Dragon at a salvage auction, placing him somewhere beneath the bottom rung of the LCAF's social ladder, and had brought further attention to himself by cleaning out several superior officers at poker nights. Shizuko Berggren's grandmother had brought her Catapult into LCAF service when she defected from the DCMS, but that heritage made Berggren deeply suspect in the eyes of the regimental intelligence section. Neve Jordan was a former jump trooper who'd captured her Panther with persuasive satchel charge placement but had subsequently demonstrated other infantry skills to a staff officer who wouldn't take "no" for an answer.
Under the stewardship of the hard-drinking, two-fisted Warrant Officer First Class Niels de Jong, the lance's technical staff was similarly adept at succeeding despite its chain of command. True, many of the techs had issues with discipline, substance abuse, mental health, or petty crime, but de Jong knew how to get the most out of his people and had ways of weeding out the truly dangerous. Moreover, he'd taken the assignment as a personal challenge to succeed despite interference from the battalion commander he'd punched out in a bar fight.
Deeply depressed but unwilling to let his people down (and grudgingly impressed with their capabilities), Yamazaki began ruthlessly exploiting the skill sets available to him. The "leftover lance" was designated as a recon unit? Then it would train and fight like one, 65 kph top speed notwithstanding. Jordan's new assignment was to instruct the rest of the lance in how to scout – and fight – outside a 'Mech. For signals intelligence, Yamazaki and Berggren began teaching the rest of the unit Japanese and Swedenese – including the techs, to make best use of any DCMS maintenance manuals. Yamazaki tapped his family finances to bankroll Neuville and turned the regiment's most notorious cardsharp loose on the planetary nobility, then channeled the proceeds into the technical staff's black market connections, circumventing LCAF logistics to bring the lance's 'Mechs back to full capability.
The investments began to pay off in late 2992. Deployed as an expendable recon screen and expected to "die" as speed bumps , the lance stunned referees by punching well above its weight in a series of regimental field exercises. At the end of the sequence, it was credited with direct kills at twice its own weight, and artillery calls for fire accounting for six times its mass.
Somewhat predictably, the reward for unexpected (and, in some cases, undesired) success was a harder assignment. In mid-2993, the 3rd launched a battalion-strength raid on Bushmill. Yamazaki's lance was again deployed in a position just shy of deliberately sacrificial. Jordan's fieldcraft and Berggren's linguistic skills enabled the lance to interdict a headhunting attempt by a Rasalhague Regulars heavy cavalry company. The victory was nearly Pyrrhic, though. Even with reluctant backup from a line company, the lopsided fight cost Neuville an arm and his Dragon, and the lance's other three 'Mechs incurred critical damage.
Upon returning to garrison, Quartermaster Command stunned Yamazaki by refusing to provide even basic armor and weapons to effect repairs to his lance's 'Mechs. Phrases like "exigencies of service" and "limited access to foreign-made resources" made it clear, in unimpeachable bureaucratic language, that the lance had embarrassed senior officers by refusing to die conveniently. Disgruntlement among both the MechWarriors and the techs quickly reached near-mutinous levels. To forestall someone (perhaps himself) committing a breach of discipline that couldn't be overlooked, Yamazaki secured an off-post site and held an all-hands intervention under the guise of a "mandatory fun" barbecue.
According to unit lore, Neuville – still orbiting on pain medication from his series of pre-prosthesis surgeries – was the one to point out that the lance's MechWarriors owned all three of their surviving 'Mechs, and that they'd been getting better support from the black market than official channels. What advantage, he asked, was there to staying under Lyran colors if this was what they could expect for the rest of their careers – or lives?
Yamazaki later admitted that, of those present, he was perhaps the most surprised by the unanimous vote to resign en masse from the LCAF. But the vote was unanimous – including his own ballot.