The tribal goes limp, and Voodoo tilts his rifle, checking his magazine - half-full. Good enough for now.
"Caravan up there, bodies down here. You know the drill - look for stuff we can use. While you're at it, see if there's anything that tells us who the fuck these guys are."
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The tribal goes limp, and Voodoo tilts his rifle, checking his magazine - half-full. Good enough for now.
"Caravan up there, bodies down here. You know the drill - look for stuff we can use. While you're at it, see if there's anything that tells us who the fuck these guys are."