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Snake couldn't help but stop and listen when a song came on the Radio one of the civilians was using. Snake had never seen a wrist-mounted device like the one the civilian was carrying but it looked like it might be a communication device. The song was great and somehow it made him feel better.

He just stayed there in the grass for a while and let the song wash over him. It was honestly very relaxing

He was getting ready to sneak away under the cover of the radio when the music shut off and a harsh voice started barking orders. Snake couldn't help but smirk as he heard the soldiers speak. Even though it meant sneaking through the base with soldiers on guard Snake knew how to avoid soldiers, and with some luck, he could quietly interrogate one to get some information. Maybe even steal a gun or some food from them. After the first few seconds though the message turned grim. They were interrogating a "subject" in the base, they were on guard because of machines attacking (they were sure to be on caution status at the very least), and they changed the frequency of their radios so he couldn't expect any more news from the enemy.

Better get started. Snake thought as he tried to quickly crawl away from the group. Luckily he was in the grass and the shadows, on top of that the buzzing of the radio might muffle the sound of the grass rustling as he moved. Either way, he wanted to move quickly and get out of the way of the civilians. If they started moving in his direction they might spot him or step on him. No amount of shadows or grass could keep them from spotting him at close range.