Nate moved as fast as he could, first crossing the first street between where he was and where the gunshots had sounded.  Though when he got to the other side of that empty building he was greeted with another empty street.  The trouble was that when he looked out the window on the opposite side of where he came from, this was not the street they were in.  No, but he could see shadows moving through some of the buildings across the next street.  Thus proving he had to move much more quietly.<br/><br/>Crossing the street was easy.  Whoever was in those buildings was not focused at all in his direction.  Thus why falling behind some burnt out vehicles, or behind some rubble in the street was so successful when he did see a shadow in a window.  They didn’t notice him, making it easier when he reached the doorway of a building near where he was sure he had heard the gunshot.  Or at least close enough to hopefully be in sight of whatever idiots were shooting at each other so close to mutants.  He had seen them when he first come to this area, and avoided them to get to the old outpost.<br/><br/>Quietly, Nathaniel flattened himself against the wall next to the doorway, where it was missing a door.  After a quick peek around the doorway to the inside, Nate moved, going slow to make as little noise as he could.  First he scanned the entry way before he moved off towards the stairwell to the second floor.  There would be a better vantage point from there.<br/><br/>On his way though he heard someone walking ahead of him, causing him to quickly duck into the nearest open doorway and the shadow there needed to guard him.  And from the shadows he watched as one of the Nazi, at least by the uniform, stopped at the stairway and spoke with someone above.  Asking about if he saw where the gunshots had come from.  Nate only half listened to their words as he waited for him to turn his back.  It was a long moment before that happened, him sounding pissed a bit at whoever was above before he started to walk away.  That was his chance.<br/><br/>Nathaniel came out of cover and moved forward with his Kalash.   As he approached, Nate pulled his weapon up and turned it around.  As fast as he could, he brought the butt of the rifle down on the Nazi’s head.  There was a satisfying crack before the man fell to the ground hard.  Nate crouched down quickly to look through his pockets and pull out any MG ammo he could find before moving to the stairs and ascending slowly.<br/><br/>Quietly he took the stairs, his rifle leading the way until he got to the top of the flight.  The second floor he saw the second man that the now unconscious one had been talking to kneeling at a window overlooking the street.<i>“Ok, there you are.”</i>He stated while watching the street through the scope.  Perfect for a ranger like Nate.  These untrained soldiers were easily distracted or had very focused tunnel vision.   His lack of attention allowed Nate to sling his rifle over his shoulder and draw his knife.<br/><br/>Once he was close enough, Nate quickly rushed him, reaching around and covering pulled his head back, to open his neck.  In almost the same motion he drove his knife into the Nazi’s neck, spilling his blood, and preventing him from calling out for help.  Immediately after he pulled him back out of the window and laid him down on the ground.  This one he didn’t have the time to search as he kneeled down behind his sniper rifle, the only attachment was the sniper scope.  Nate counted the number of rounds, 15 with the 2 extra mags sitting off to the side.<br/><br/>He started looking through the scope down at the street.<b>“Ok… now to figure out what is happening… and where are the idiots...”</b>he grumbled to himself, scanning the advancing groups of soldiers of both the Reds, and the Nazi before looking for who had been so stupid as to make so much noise.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>