At the conclusion of Sam's turn on watch, he made ready with his six-shot missile cannister, situating it on the vertical struts of the back-rack.  Once that was done, he followed Samson's order to try and rest, even though it would be a lot easier said than done.  That cave gave Sam the creeps.<br/><br/>Sleep he did, though, his short dip into slumber haunted by disjointed images of old comrades in GM suits screaming in pain and the last seconds of life before the vaccuum of space took them.  Sam's own terror at being shot at, repeatedly, where one more round could've vented his own cockpit module to space, and the eternal wait for rescue.<br/><br/>His eyes snapped open before he screamed in his sleep, and he quickly regained himself, keeping his wits about him.  His open cockpit kept him relatively cool, and his rest period was just about to end as the group prepared to wander into the cave.<br/><br/><hr/><br/>When the team was jumped, Sam's trpidation about entering the cave vanished.  Now, all he knew was the job, and for him, the job was to eliminate the Zeon fro Earth, his Earth.<br/><br/>Same had had Unit Three on Low-Light and Thermal vision settings, which had the eyes of the suit glowing dimly.  Once the Zakus had appeared, Sam's machine had locked onto it's first target, causing the eyes to flash.  Sam's hundred-mike raised, and he fired, sending rounds downrange into the first Zeke's chest-cavity.  "One down."  Sam reported.<br/><br/>Sam was also pleased to see another pair of suits dropped by Rear-Guard, a sign that her tactical ability wasn't completely diminished by the appearance of the creepy mo-fo from their previous outing.  She still had her ability, and that was just fine with Sam.  As he locked onto another enemy suit, he smiled, thinly, glad that Isabel was functional.<br/><br/>"Glad to have you back, Sniper."