Lazarus hadn't found himself a place to bunker down for abit. But what he had found was a road, and a road sign. Bekalo was less then two miles away. He didn't want to break out his map just yet. But he remembered from his briefing that Bekalo was one of 3 major cities in the country, and the capitol of the northern half of the country. It's the best place to start. There are so many mercs, and hard cases coming into the country looking for a quick buck that he could blend right in in the city. And it's as good a place as any to start his search. The fighting started up in the north part of the country anyway. He remembered the briefing. How about 3 years ago the UPL, the United Peoples League and the PUFfE, the People's United Front for Equality, sprang up during a time of relative poverty and trouble among the work and labour unions. The diamond, gold and silver mines in the country were laying workers off, and bringing workers in from out of country. The two groups wanted equality and equal rights among work and civil activities. What started as quiet and reasonable demonstrations, soon had armed escorts and men opening fire on their neighbors. Forgotten was the original reason for what they stood for and in just three years started the bitter civil war that now stood. And according to many people, at it's heart was the Scorpion and his never ending flow of weapons and ammo into the country. The soldiers both adult and child, no one wanted to admit that some of the warlords were starting to indoctrinate children, their parents were even members of this or that faction and even urged their children to wield those AKs and shotguns. But the briefing seemed legit. Lazarus just figured it was part of how things went. He hiked his way down the road, it'd take him maybe another hour or two, about by dawn to reach Bekalo. Things would just be getting up by the time he got there. If nothing went wrong between then and now of course. Of course as he thought that he heard something from behind him, turning around to see a trio of technicals driving towards him. He wouldn't have time to dart off into cover. As they approached, guns were pointed his way. Lazarus raised his arms, things were going south. Atleast when he was tossed into the back of one of the technicals with a rifle pointed at him, he was being taken towards Bekalo and where he wanted to go.