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Suppressing a laugh at the cook comment, Srin added, "I wouldn't have it any other way. No one else gets to blow so much stuff up so regularly!" After hearing the man nicknamed Tube's response, Jinxie nodded to the air in acknowledgement and watched Edward leap to his feet and dart across the open field. Guess that's why they wanted him on point. Srin took a big gulp of air and prepared herself. Holding her helmet to prevent it from moving and obscuring her vision with her right hand and grasping her rifle in her other, Pfc. Chéreau took off after the Pointman. She wasn't as fast, mostly being weighed down by the copious amount of explosives she was lugging around, the extra encumbrance caused her to slide nearly into the wall. 

The Sapper adjusted her helmet and looked over the wall tentatively. The outpost looked half constructed. The inner defences looked fairly complete, but the outer ones were sorely lacking. Srin guessed they had been attacked halfway through construction. It was always best to start in and work your way out when it came to constructing defences, so you have a place to fall back to in cases like this. Looks like that policy may have saved some lives. Jinxie tapped her cheek in thought, Eddie was right. This IS the place for a minefield, but the rest of the outer defences looked half built. The wall was too small and there was no concertina wire. An idea popped into her head.

Jinxie started talking, almost babbling, as fast as thoughts could form in her head. "Standard UNSC protocol is to mark minefields on the battlenet so all ground units can be aware of where they are-" Jinxie tapped frantically on her gauntlet datapad, "-unfortunately nothing is marked here. Whiiiich could mean they either never got around to setting the mines or that they set them but never got the chance to tag the minefield." Srin hopped over the wall and continued, "I don't carry a metal detector which means there's only one way to do this. The old fashioned way!" Landing on the damp dirt of the other side of the wall, Jinxie drew her knife with a flourish and began to carefully slide it into the dirt at set intervals every foot or so. It was slow-going but it beat getting maimed by a mine. 

After fifteen or so minutes, she was about halfway done. This was obviously the part of being a demo expert that was the most boring. Aside from maybe defusing explosives. What fun is a bomb that doesn't even explode anymore? Edward made a comment about the base being smaller than he expected. "Yeah, looks like they were interrupted during construction. I wonder if any of my platoon is in here." 

Finally after thirty or forty (Srin had lost track) minutes of poking holes in the dirt, one after the other, they arrived at the inner wall. Srin stood up, stretched her back, brushed the dirt off of her knife and put it back with a spin. "Guess they didn't get to the mines. We can always put those in later." Srin patted her pack full of explosives and flashed Eddie a devious grin. "Now, what's our next move?"