Jake looked at Quinn and took a spare can of tear gas out of his bag. "I was saving this for when I needed it." He said. The canister was dented and scratched, blue letters missing and the white paint chipped off. He handed the can to Quinn and took his rifle off his back. "I have two plans. We both flank opposite sides, or we use you or me as a distraction." He suggested, checking the ammo in his rifle.

The 4 soldiers were walking a bit slow, obvious that they thought nothing was out here. They looked bored and uninterested, some laughs heard from the group. They were telling jokes rather than patrolling. One of the soldiers fired a round at a bird, missing the shot. Jake was more alert, putting his gun up in case he was being fired at. When he saw the Blood Army soldier was faced the other way, Jake let out a breath of relief.