Julián turned his attention from Vorro's form to the voice beside him.  He paused a few seconds before answering, "No movement in the nearest buildings.  Shouldn't stay long, though.  Large group of Flood a few miles to the North."  He then holstered his M6D in a side pocket of his backpack.  He reached for the rifle in the largest pocket, pulled it out, and began methodically servicing it.  He realized, in rushing downstairs, he had neglected to fold the bi-pod.  This was promptly done, followed by the removal of the magazine.  He breached and disconnected the barrel from the body, pulling out his gun cleaner and rag simultaneously.  He spoke while working, "I suggest we go East.  The buildings are tightly constructed, so we can travel roof to roof, checking for supplies as we go."  Truthfully, East would be the most logical direction to travel.  Not only would it be safer, but within the city existed several fallout bunkers for UNSC top brass, not specifically desgined for [i]this[/i], but probably not yet compromised either.  Just the ammo stored at one bunker alone would make the trip worthwhile.  It just so happened, however, that Julián had another reason for suggesting this route.  Either their small band of three would increase greatly, or a good deal of great friends would become 'MIA'.