Re: Sloggin' It
"Very well. Cover my back." Jason grabs his pack and checks his weapon. "Bear, I'll need those binoculars back."
Taking a final bite of his meal, Jason salutes his brothers. "If it hits the fan, don't risk yourself on my account. I'll manage."Flipping his safety off, and the selector switch to full auto, Jason strides off across the high grass, the damp reeds slapping against his boots. He crouches slightly, steps light and scans the terrain ahaead, looking for some telltale sign of trouble.
Jason Kasparov
Low crouch, walking on point
Weapon at the ready, scanning the terrain