"Sounds like a plan to me, let's go if we reach there fast, we might be able to get in a suitable defensive position." said Utem with a nod. "Let's get moving everyone, careful with twigs and branches." He called on the comm to the rest, hoping it reached Jake's ears, if he kept on moving them aside it would slow them down and it was better to move faster.<br/><br/>Utem looked up when he heard the first owl, his mouth pursing in a frown. "Shut up..." he though hoping that..."Fuck" He muttered hearing the second one, both seemed to be locked in fight. "Forget the branches get moving!" He called, not caring to whisper as he increased the pace. Another curse went thourgh his mind as he heard Hackett on the radio. "Don't get yourself killed." The only answer he could think off, it brought memories, not quite fond ones.<br/><br/>He reached into his bag to pull out a gun, 9mm, suppresed, it didn't had much firepower but it should work. Trusting Franka was close he glanced over his shoulder at her, handing her the gun. "I saw your machete, I would rather those things don't get a chance to get close."