Ghost lowered his rifle as he made a decision, He knew they weren't NWA, he knew one of them had the detonators for those nukes, and his mission was to make sure the NWA didn't get them at all cost. So he slid down from his perch in his tree, slung his rifle across his back and moved out keeping low he moved around the group first. Using the jungle for as cover until he was out of the line of sight of the Pilot with the M1 in the back before he made his approach. Slowly he crept closer keep to shadows and bushes as he could hear them speaking now, the wounded man was talking, about the submarine as he stayed low. Speaking about how they had to take care of it, and at this time he agreed so he moved out of his hiding spot and walked forward, his hand ready to pull out his pistol as he started to speak.

"He's right, Stealing those detonators is only a speed bump for them" he stated walking into the clearing from behind the woman. "SSBNs never pull into ports other there there home port, the fact that they are here means they either had to do an emergency resupply or something really important is broken, probably sabotage to convince the captain to pull in. Either way, the nukes themselves are more important then the detonators, we should assume they are planing on going Underway ASAP and that our window is small." He stated looking around at the group with those cold blue steal eyes of his.

"Easy now." The man who was formerly on the ground stood up. Kwan followed him with his carbine but he let down his guard somewhat at the man's words. "Let's not do anything rash, ey? There's enough NWA running around trying to kill all of us, let alone us start shooting each other. I'm Bryan Winterman, Canadian Forces; Military Police. And this is Alika. We've only just met too. I'm glad to hear you're not with the NWA." Kwan nodded and made a gesture towards Aoi to hold his fire and come over. When he looked back at the man, he was looking him over. After looking at his face and clothing, he looked back at his face and gave a dark smile. "Of course, you don't exactly look like the type, if you don't mind me saying." Kwan snickered before responding.

"Yeah, I wasn't ever that big on swastikas and red armbands." As Aoi bounded over with his rifle, Kwan took the liberty of introducing themselves. "The name's Kwan Sang Iseul and this half-pint's Aoi Kurotsugi. He's with the JASDF and I'm independent." Aoi clucked his tongue in apparent distaste at the declaration of his allegiance.

"Was with the JASDF. I don't want to even be mentioned in the same sentence as those sell-outs. Nice to meet you, by the way." Kwan sighed at this. "Nice drone, lady. Almost killed us, and then probably you two, what with all the NWA in the area. Tsk." The South Korean merc visibly cringed at the attitude given by the pilot. He looked at the other woman and rolled his eyes and then shrugged in order to keep relations amicable.

"Sorry about that.... but yeah buddy, you don't exactly look the part, but I guess since you didn't shoot us on sight, that's enough proof to me you ain't NWA. K7, disable guardian mode, return to standby status... There, he's put his gun down, now you guys do the same." The woman who had been introduced as Alika spoke up after this. Kwan nodded and shouldered his rifle. Alika then put her own weapon on the ground and stepped away from it. Kwan got the message and smiled. "Listen people, I think its safe to say we all need to get the hell off this island, but I think my new Canadian pal here has some serious information for us as he just told me."

"It doesn't exactly involve us two, but you've piqued my interest. Go ahead." Kwan watched the Canadian as he began to speak about the information. Kwan nodded as he explained the points and Aoi seemed noticeably discomforted at the mention of nukes. How very Japanese. Kwan remarked silently. As he finished, he gave his own opinion on the subject. "Definitely sounds like a problem, but there's not much I can do about it, unless my flying friend here has someway of sinking the sub, which I doubt." He nonetheless looked towards the pilot expectantly, but he was only met with a sour look. "Yeah, guess not. Well, if you plan on heading towards the docks, we're headed the same way, so maybe we could... ah... tag along...?" He struggled to find the right expression at the end, despite being a fluent English speaker.

Suddenly, Kwan was interrupted by the sudden arrival of a stranger, entering the clearing from behind Alika. He instantly raised his rifle and was about to demand who he was when he began to state his thoughts about the whole situation. He finished with cold confidence and looked at the group. In the mean time, Aoi had brought out his Minebea P9 pistol, the M1A slung across his back. This time, Aoi decided to speak. "That's great, but would you mind not popping in without warning? It's called being polite." Kwan sighed once again at the attitude and picked up the conversation in a much more mature manner.

"Shut it, half-pint. That aside though, who the hell are you?"

Bryan nodded in greeting to Aoi and Kwan as the pair introduced themselves, and nodded in agreement to the ideas of sinking the submarine. He was about to continue further, when another individual detached themselves from the undergrowth and proceded to put forward their own opinions on the idea of taking on the submarine. From his accent, he was american, and his implication was that they should take on the sub, and the NWA.
"As my new friend says," Bryan added, after Kwan spoke up, "who are you? Though you do have a point regarding the sub. If we are going to try and do anything, it either has to be now, or we'll have to find out where they're going, or what they're planning to do. From what I gathered on the docks, the NWA have taken over the sub, and at least the XO is involved. This place doesn't seem to be a big base for them - there's not much here anyway - so they must be moving on to somewhere else. Which, incidentally, doesn't sound like a bad plan to me, either. And that means getting to the docks, or across to Bougainville island to the south at least.I think there's an airfield there, as well as another harbour".

Was met with much the response he was expecting. Looking at the group he took note that all of them were of different nationalities and organizations. For now his purpose aligned with theirs, though that didn't mean he would trust them. "I'm Ghost" he said as even his name tag simply said Ghost Reaper, "And you can put your weapons down, you would be dead if that was my intention" he added with a self sureness that comes with years of training and combat experience and not being cocky. He himself moved his hand away from his pistol in a sign of good faith before turning to Bryan "Your right, this base is very limited on supplies, but once they are underway it could be months, before they show back up." he said as hearing about the XO wasn't really something that bothered him, the man was a dick and more then once while on that boat he wanted to punch him. With that being said he crossed his arms in front of his chest, he figured he might as well stay with them, safety in numbers and all that as with out there help there was little he could do besides start fighting a guerrilla war, but unlike the jungles of africa he has run into less amounts of wild life for food then he would like, so it would be a hard thing to accomplish.