“No, I don’t have that equipment with me. We kind of only have our radiomen carry all of that. I wasn’t exactly on a mission that my country would allow me to… admit to. Suffice to say I was shocked that I was allowed to wear an American uniform when I was sent where I was.”<br/><br/>His eyes widened as he saw the target of his operation walk into the clearing. The Power Hand assassin was here to? That tossed out his idea that Power Hand had gotten the balls to take out people threatening them. His hand twitched on his gun as he watched her walk in, desperately wanting to shoot her. He thought better of it, she didn’t know who he was and he knew how skilled a fighter she could be. Sighing as he looked at the newcomers, he spun to the SWAT member and smiled.<br/><br/>“We need high ground, get a rough idea of where we are and where the nearest thing that resembles civilization is.”<br/><br/>Spinning to see the English gang leader, he turned to the Staff Sergeant and smiled at him. Shrugging softly, he nodded.<br/><br/>“Looks like you two have something in common there Sarge. Are you sure you didn’t set this whole thing up cause you couldn’t get a date? I mean, I wouldn’t blame you, she’s cute. But you know you messed up since you brought me along.”`