Scott dropped to the ground alongside Jan, sinking into the snow up to the tops of his boots, before picking himself out of the snow. Again, the cold bit at him a moment, but then his attention was wrenched away as Medved made their appearance. Scott raised his MP5 in response to the guns pointed their way, but lowered it as Jan handled the situation deftly, talking down the Russian special forces and establishing the current status quo in the area. The situation sounded at least more straight-forward that many of their previous operations. Of course, the last time they'd been anywhere near this area, things had turned pretty hectic. The order to move out came, and lowering the SMG, he fell into place with the rest of the group, and began to move through the snow and slush through the forested landscape toward their objectives.