His previous question hung in the air, but Oscar didn't need it answered anyways; Looking through the windows, he could see the trees, and he knew that there was no way they made it out of South America. He wasn't sure that there were any rubber trees between Los Angeles and Miami... The jungle was mostly quiet, but he could hear some of the wildlife sounds resume after the catastrophic impact of the airplane. Behind him, he heard Athena say,<strong>"Oscar, how much survival training have you got?"</strong>His eyes scanned the jungle for another moment before he turned around, and gave a shrug. "I've spent five tours with the Army, I never forget a thing... I've fought the Vietkong in jungles like this, and my unit was sometimes stranded for days without contact with Command in Europe. I guess I know how to survive." Athena left to check the cockpit, and Oscar went over to the Major's side. The man was dead, his eyes wide open as if he were still aware. Oscar shook his head and closed the man's eyes, then went to the door of the airplane and kicked it out. He didn't think the pilot would mind, if he were still alive.<br/><br/>OOC: Is the airplane on the ground or are we sort of draped in the trees?