Jeiyce grimaced looking over the surface world again as he stepped out, he had already fitted his mask on.  The M-42 had a better filtration system, utilizing two canisters at once, but almost quadrupling the life span of the canisters in the method of use.  He turned his head a bit, looking over the team as he sighed a bit looking over Fox.  It had been a long time since they had been up here together.  But he knew the dangers this time.  He looked down at his Garmin, the GPS had already grabbed a link.  It was good, that even though the bombs had dropped and destroyed a lot, they hadn’t destroyed the satellites that fed such technology as he looked back but kept his mouth shut as he trudged up and into the street, moving towards a building corner and taking position.  He slowly set the first magazine in and dug through his pack for a moment pulling out a small device that he looked over for a moment before putting it back.  Better than light he figured, but he knew that at the same time he’d have to damask to set the night optic device up.  At this moment it wasn’t worth it, and he tossed Daniel a small red hued cap.<br/><br/>“Use that….red light can only be seen about a hundred to two hundred meters out, unlike white light.  Safest is black, but if you cap that over the light it’ll dim it and make it nondescript.  It’s still not optimal, but it’s better than nothing.”<br/><br/>Jeiyce looked back over the street, slowly taking in everything, every corner, every angle as he then started to wonder.  Where would they stop, or would they have to hole up in a building and hope for the best.  He had heard some of the more ruthless bandits had already pushed up to the surface and were fighting mutants for territory, but he wasn’t sure as he hadn’t been up here in years.  Jeiyce heard Dominika’s words and nodded as he peered forward, slowly bringing up the ACR to his mask, and peering through the optic.  He couldn’t see too much at the distance but he leaned off the wall and looked to Daniel, then back to Dominika as he edged forward, hugging to the corner of the building.  It had been years since the bombs, but everything that was ingrained in him had never faded.  He looked back to Dominika and whispered through the voice emitter that was fitted to the front plate of his mask.<br/><br/>“We can get the drop on it if we move, but gunfire will draw more of them, think we should avoid it altogether?”<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>