Jamal stopped loading weapons into the Warthog, and looked up from his work and into the vast jungle. What was that sound? Jamal thought, looking into the jungle, and saw a leaf move. He picked up his BR55 and aimed into the forest, and shot at the leaf. Nothing. He shook his head, laying his BR55 against the tire of the Warthog, and kept on working. “What’s up, Jamal?” asked Helen, who had also stopped from her work. “Nothing… just heard something in the jungle Sounded non-jungley… if you know what I’m saying.” “You think they’re here?” “Artillery?” questioned Gabriel.