[center][h2]Corporal James Hunt|Randgriz Espionage[/h2][/center]

Hunt's eyes narrowed at the man's answer and his mannerisms and he decided that he would be giving High Command the heads up that Intelligence was stealing Militia squads for Black Ops within Gallia. Let the bloody spooks deal with the fall out on that one. Turning, he waves Gosling over as he double checks his sidearm. "Don't waste your breath, lad. Intelligence tells only what we need to know and doesn't give a damn about what we want to know. Nationality doesn't matter here anyways, there's confirmation these people are snooping where they're unwanted and that's good enough for Intelligence. Though speaking of..." Checking the last spare clip he'd brought with him, James turns back to Mister Dahl and speaks to him again.

"You happen to have a sniper stockpiled away amongst all those guns?"