*His pack moving caught his attention and he eyed the sergeant.* Yeah I got det cord. Is this so unusual? Bah, probably rolled around and ended up with the cheerleader. She probably thought it was a jump-rope... *He grinned at his own joke as he reassembled the rifle. He loaded the magazine and sat it aside. He stood up and began looking under the pallets of goods.* Would be good to have though. Comes in handy when your breaking down a door... or rather blowing it away, or blowing anything away really. Almost as funny as feeding insta rice to birds. *He walked up to the hole in the wall and waved his hand in front of it quickly. The banging stopped as a flea leg reached through. He snapped it off with hie shotgun barrel and laughed at the high pitched whine.*