"Negative Raptor. Don't shoot. Not unless they know we're here." His eyes focused on the swinging log. "Besides. Not sure those traps were meant for us." He studied the trap, tilting his head. "Too basic." His brow furrowed, and suddenly, his eye was trained on the lead man. Something was going to happen.<br/><br/>A few minutes passed by, and nothing happened. Maybe the traps were- An explosion rocked the ground, almost knocking him out of the tree. The entire contingent, or what was left of it, either crouched low, or dove to either side. Screams were heard, signalling that there were more traps. Now, only one-third of the group was left, and they were close to panic. "Holy shit, you guys saw that right?" The soldier's eyes were glued to the scene in front of him. Now the troops were arguing with their point man.<br/><br/>"This is good. This is really good." He tilted his head, looking towards the tree where Raptor was. "Hm..... I think they're weak enough. Raptor, take out the back man, Kitten, you and me will provide fire. Mow down whoever's left standing." He chuckled, pulling back the action on his rifle, peering down the sights. "On my mark....... now." The second the man dropped, Jack pulled the trigger, releasing a burst of bullets at the shrinking group. When everyone lay on the ground, either dead or dieing, he pulled his finger away, restrapping the gun to his back. Then, he noticed something. A radio. "Shit... That can't be good." He sighed, putting a round in the comms system. "Alright, let's go. The jungle's a large place, and that village isn't going to come to us. Let's move it, before reinforcements come."