"It's easy for me to start a fire too." Rachel said as she gave Voltaje a patient look, holding up a zippo lighter stamped with the USMC logo. "We've also all got a pack of water proof strike anywhere matches. Insect repellant and mosquito nets will keep bugs away, and animals we can look out for and probably scare off. No fire. This is because that while I hope the cartel will have broken any pursuit - hopefully those two i let go will tell them it's a team of well armed superheroes, which should make them think twice - but there's no guarantee. On top of that, we're camped out on this Ramac's doorstep, and it's looking more and more likely by the red glow over there that he, or she, is the one that took down our plane. Let's not make it easy for either of those parties to find us by lighting a fire, got it? No. Fire."<br/><br/>Turning to the rest of the group, Rachel gestured for them all to gather around, "Alright, we've all had a long, and bad, day today. We're all tired, hot, soaked in sweat and our backs hurt from lugging those packs around for hours. I also know that aside from Oscar and me, none of you are really professional soldiers, so I'd like to apologise if I came off too strong or too controlling, but I just want to get us all out of this jungle alive and I'm the only one I'm one-hundred percent sure has had up to date jungle survival training - excepting our new friend here, of course, who is obviously skilled in fieldcraft." Rachel says with a genuine smile and a polite nod towards Voltaje.<br/><br/>"Now that we have the time to sit down and discuss out situation, I would very much like to open this all up, let's<em>talk</em>and try to iron out a plan, okay?", Rachel gives them all a relaxed, open smile, the weariness of the day clear on her face. Despite it, and this is not news to her teamates, she doesn't look actually tired, not physically, at least, though this is just her metabolism.<br/><br/>"I'll start, let you all know what I've been thinking all day and then you can all tear it to shreds if you want, okay?"<br/><br/>"I've already said why I let the two cartel men go, but besides that, we do not execute prisoners and we couldn't afford to take care of them for much longer."<br/><br/>"Ramac is a much bigger, and more interesting problem. I think I'm agreeing with most of you when I say I really do want to look into this Ramac, I just think we're in a piss poor situation to go charging off into the unknown right now. First and foremost, I do feel it's our primary objective to get Mister Talpert and Doctor Wilson to safety. Even though Jane has Janet for backup if things get dicey, it'd be irresponsible to take two untrained and non-combant people on a recon op like that. Second, contacting HQ to give them a sitrep, let them know what happened and where, the casualties, is again the responsible action."<br/><br/>The second actually has another, positive, effect, that we can get the resources of the US government and the Corps back on our side. I would love to at<em>least</em>see some satellite images of Ramac's turf before going in there, especially night time ones, now. Letting the General know what's going on could also allow him to lias with the Bolivians, which could get us actual permission to be here and to conduct an operation inside their borders; right now, we're on really shaky ground and would probably have to formally surrender in order to avoid a firefight with their military, so I'd prefer to not run into any of them until we can contact our embassy. If we can strike a deal with the Bolivians, then maybe we can even get support for our recon from the locals, at least in the form of supply and comms. If we can't get permission from the Bolivians, or if the General doesn't want to ask, then we can see about doing this all under the radar. Maybe we can get cleared to do it ourselves, either way, I think it'd be incredibly stupid for us to go into Ramac's territory without letting our people at least know what we're doing, right?"<br/><br/>"Okay. Who's first?" Rachel offers with a crooked grin.