Jacks covered the distance in no time, he'd been scanning the area and found where the Bloodsnakes were held up. Here just a few short miles from where M was. He snuck close, staying down and making sure not to be spotted. The men were camping here in these abandoned houses, at least 25 were mulling around after their unsuccessful raid the night before. He saw they had meat they were cooking and other suplies as well.<br/><br/>He picked up a stone and chucked it out near his position causing one of the big marauders to take notice. The man walked out behind a building and Jacks sprung into action. Within the blink of an eye he covered the distance and with a singular silent chop he removed the big man's head. Quickly he stripped him out of his black leather coat and rawhyde breeches. The boots were a little tight but the would work. He took the dead Marauder's rifle and handgun. Finally he place the helmet on which covered his face. His axe hand would stand out, but simply draping the man's undershirt over it would work at a distance.<br/><br/>He then walked back out and set to gathering supplies. He walked through the groups of men and then over to the grill. He took several large portions of the meat. The cook only grumbled a little about the over sized portion. He'd almost made it out when he heard one of the men calling out to him.<br/><br/>"Hey JOE! JOE! Hey Hector wants to talk to you! JOE!" The marauder called out and advanced toward the man he thought was Joe.