After I warned the ground patrol of a possible ambush I went back into the building to the scavenging team. We went around the place taking what ammo and other goods were left behind after the possible attack when we heard a slight breathing. One of the Revolutionary soldiers was lying up against a wall with a bullet hole in his neck clutching an empty glock 18. I put my AK-74 to his head and told him to drop the gun in a silent tone. The man nodded as he lightly shoved it away. He couldn't talk to me, all he could do was gasp for air and attempt to get a few words out. I went to the captian and said. "We've got a live one who seems to be in a critical state, but is also trying to tell us something." He replied in his drill sergeant tone. "Alright, I'll send some Medics down right away. See if you can get any intel from him." "Sir yes sir!" i said going back with a couple medics following.<br/><br/>Meanwhile back outside the recon team was patrolling the premises and snipers were positioned with SVDs. One of them was in a window looking through his scope. He looked all throught the woods and muttered to himself. "Wonder if their any of those forest hunters I keep hearing about."