Nolan darted out to the next cover point being very careful as he went. The patrol that Andrew had spotted continued on. Nolan slipped into cover. Turning his head slowly scanning the area. His pistol coming up to cover Andrew as he moved up. As Andrew moved up and got in cover Nolan scanned about. He listened carefully for any approaching enemies. Then leaned out and darted just a little further, melding into shadow. He looked Andrew's way, "Right, be careful. I got this weird itchy feeling on the back of my neck like I've got a high powered scope watching me." Nolan darted across one of the pathways of the camp. Sliding into a shadow, peering up the path, then back down it. Before continuing on his way to the IFVs.

He got down on his hands and knees, and crawled under the first one. This thing had been repaired and broken, and repaired and broken so many times, that it had holes in places the mechanics just couldn't take the time to repair. Nolan wiggled his way under and found a breach in the chassis armor, a rough, dirty and rusty hole in the bottom just forward of the engine. He sighed and whispered into his mic, "I'm gonna get tetanus from this aren't I?" Pulling out a stick of C4 he stuffed it up in there, making sure that it would kick off and atleast destroy the engine. Who knows he might be able to get the fuel tank too, set the IFV aflame. He carefully crawls his way out from under the IFV. 

Stopping dead when he's mostly out, as a soldier comes walking around from the side. Before the woman by the looks of her can say anything Nolan has grabbed her in a headlock. Cranking it once to shock her into submission then pulled her back and into the shadow of the IFV. He held her there as she squirmed in his grip and he waited to make sure no one else showed up or she wasn't part of a patrol. After a few moments passed he whispered, "I'm so sorry..." To her, before locking his arm around her neck, cutting off air and the flow in her arteries. And squeezed. She started to fight, trying to claw him off her, but those movements became slower, less pronounced. His hand clamped over her nose and mouth, no air...no blood flow. It was over quickly. When he let her go she had a blue tinge to her skin already. He checked her quickly, feeling no pulse then moves on. He felt a little bad for doing that for abit. But he had a job to do. He couldn't feel bad for long. He moved onto the next IFV. Checking the underside of it like he did the last, finding no easy way to rig that under there. Instead he spiked the barrel of the IFV with the stick of C4. It'd have to do.

He slid back into cover. And made his way to the tank carefully. Having to pop a pair of soldiers who just wouldn't move. Double taps, back of the head, dropping them both he then spent some time to pull the bodies into some cover. He made it to the tank. An old T-80. Seen better days and better times. Probably some old ancient cold war deal, some arms dealer somewhere had in a storehouse, and these guys thought it'd be intimidating. Facing modern Abrams tanks that the Joint Forces are fielding as well as Bradley and other fighting vehicles these IFVs and this old tank would be utterly annhilated in a matter of minutes. Nolan placed a pair of IR beacons on the tank, hiding them in such a way that the attack vehicles sent would be able to see it.

He made his way to another section of cover. Then pressed a finger to his throat mic, "Armor's been marked. How about the ammo?" It had gone well enough, he'd only had to kill three of the outposts garrison to do it all. He peered about, "Trying to spike those MGs and mortars is likely a death sentence. Finish what you're then start to exfil. We mark the area for ordance once we get back to the hide and for an aerial attack. Mark those MANPAD equipped trucks too. I think we've about overstayed our time here." Nolan started to pick his way towards the outer walls of the outpost carefully. Passing nearby one of the AA trucks as he did. Placing a IR beacon on it so he could see it from the hide. The end game of this place is coming up. It'd be a hell of a thing to watch.