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"Yes, Major." David said, kneeling down to pick up his headset and slip it back under his helmet. Pressing the earpiece to his head, he continued to cycle through the frequencies, before finally finding one that the Yellows were using as a backup. Hearing frantic yelling, David recognized a voice repeating what he had memorized as sector names in the Yellows' language. Snapping his fingers and gesturing towards the group of Reds, he called out "Map! Someone get me a map, quick!" Someone rushed up to him and handed him a crumpled map. Unfolding it, David scanned over it before shooting a death glare at the man who gave it to him. "This is a map of KYRGYZSTAN you idiot! Where did you even get that?! Get me a map of the local area!" He balled the map up and threw it at the man's head, as someone handed him a more local map. Tracing a finger over the map, he shouted "I got it! They're at How Roger Three Three Four."