((OC: oops, sorry about that. I'll continue in the 3rd person))<br/><br/>Ungarmax continued to walk forward, treading through the jungle quietly as he could, looking around every few seconds, unable to shake the feeling of something... or someone... watching him. Cautiously, he came to a halt and reached down to his belt and selected a magazine. This one contained live ammunition. He had known that it wasn't permitted on the exercise, but liked to keep it with him, reassurance... in case something like this happened. He looked around again and pressed the release catch, grabbing the magazine of blanks as it fell from the weapon