Utterly Mad

Seb gave a casual salute. 

"Right.  See you soon."

He slipped outside and begins crawling on all fours through the tall grasses, the RPK secured to his back, with such fluidity it was as if he were always meant to move this way.  The strands of green grew thick, completely obscuring his vision of anything but the sky above and a glimpse of the billboard, but he hardly needed it.  This was his element.  The reason why Deliverance Company even picked him up to begin with and what he spent the last year doing in their ranks.  He felt liberated as he allowed his senses to open up, his ears swiveled about and he constantly sniffed at the air, taking in every detail; the aroma of the earth, small burrowing animals scampered throughout the plains, the wind that rushed through the carpet of grass carrying the smell of life...and that of his prey with it. 

He found a position a good forty meters or so away from the road at the edge of the burnt circle of grass, the traces of the fire irritating his nostrils, with a relatively clear sightline to where the group of Remnants were standing.  He laid prone, deployed the RPK on it's bipod and waited, almost perfectly still, with his ears folded flat against his skull.  Watching, waiting, and listening for the sign to spring into action.