Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-31749612-20170523184615/@comment-31595069-20170627032021

As the Man heard a reply he gave a sigh of relif. Good, his radio sounded like it was thrown in a washer but at least someone was alive. Looking into the skies he looked up to try and see the smoke from the crash. Wherever his team members were they might be at the crash site. "This is Private Lance. I'm a few klicks to the south west. Heading to the crash site. Gonna regroup on you all. Over and out." The man tucked his radio as he gathered his bag and moved forward.