Kevin grabbed the fifty as ordered and racked the bolt ready to fire on any tangos that came his and his friends' way. Shit...he hoped that boy in the buggy was alright after seeing the impact on the tree. Lucky it didn't knock the soldier senseless. As he stayed behind the Browning M2, Kevin's eyes remained glued on something that caught him moving on the horizon. It was about four klicks or so from their current location he witnessed a couple of silhouettes moving across the sand, human shaped silhouettes. "Lieutenant!" He hollered over to Jax. "I got eyes on possible enemy movement four klicks due east. Might wanna hurry and get that man patched up."