Rocket did not devise any complicated battle plan when fighting alongside Drax, because you had the right to speak, and Drax would respect that right very much, even nodding from time to time in approval.
But—
In the end, no matter what you said, he would treat it like bullshit.
When it came to combat, Drax only knew one approach: when the enemy entered the range of his ranged weapons, he would wield every kind of weapon, large and small, and expend every bullet and bit of energy.
Then... if the enemy drew close, he would fight them in close quarters with blades; if they did not draw close, he would charge at them and fight them in close quarters with blades.
If he had no ranged weapons, he would skip the shooting phase and go straight to close-quarters combat with blades.
If he did not even have blades or other cold weapons, he would fight in close quarters with his fists.
Understand? Drax's battles were always the simplest kind of addition and subtraction, with the scale only getting simpler and simpler.
Multiplication and division were useless. Even if Drax showed all manner of agreement, understanding, and praise during the strategy meeting, it always proved to be wasted effort in the end.
Forget equations and functions.
As Drax's teammate, you only had two choices: cooperate with him or ignore him.
That was not to say Drax was not a good teammate. He was simply the absolute one-track-minded sort. Once you understood his traits, you would realize he was a good tank that charged straight ahead without a care.
Just let a tank be a meat shield. Insisting on making a meat shield play assassin was as foolish as building mage gear on a physical fighter.
Rocket hid in the shadows.