Jack shook his head, then spoke in an even tone. "We'd never make it to the F.O.B. before these things caught up with us, not to mention soldiers who are K.I.A. don't go around those places." Jack slung his shotgun over his back. "I recommend you give me no further reason to be angry at you, otherwise things may end tragically for one or even all of us." Jack began filling his mind with hateful thoughts about the creatures coming after them, how they had taken his men away from him, how they had killed all these civilians. Jack's eyes went red, his hair began changing color, his muscles expanded a bit, and an red aura began coming off of his body. Jack began growling as all of his voices began chiming in. Jack had every intention of killing these things himself, he didn't care if he didn't really like the people he was with, he wasn't about to lose them to these things as well.