Once we arrived to our destination, we began to discuss who would be the one to go and scope out the scene. "I'll go check it out." I said quietly, trying to end the conversation quickly. I saw the thick, white smoke rising in the air. They must've been burning leaves or something for the smoke to look like that. I quietly walked as close to them as I could without them seeing me. I hid behind a bush and peeked through. There was a group of about seven or eight people sitting around the fire with their guns leaning against logs and trees. Most of them were talking, but I couldn't make out what they were saying. I could see one of them picking their teeth. There was a big, muscular woman who had half a sleeve of tattoo's on her arm. I wouldn't want to mess with her. The others were buff, well in shape and looked like they were ready for anything. Their uniforms had the ((insert country name here. we should figure that out)) flag on the left shoulder sleeve. It was the enemy. Backing away carefully, I turned to Sam and the others, shaking my head and letting them know that these weren't our guys.