"I guess so" Sam replied. "However the scouting before striking idea seems like a good idea. Any takers?" He asked openly. Sam went to check his gear while walking with the group. Gun loaded? Check. Eviscerators ready for standby? Check. Knuckles cracked? Now checked. Sam was ready to clear the bandits. The rest was right, no matter their names, they'll be goners. "How far now Kaz?" He yelled to the front of the group, with the man and red-headed women.