These are the jungles of Austroasia. A road runs through them...
In a Corvette, Templeton drives, until he feels confident. Here, he parks.
Across the ditch, a wire fence extends, for clicks in both directions. Beyond, the jungle is treacherous.
Templeton helps Jenny out. They both travel to the back of the car, and unload what they'll need to hunt and slay the Baracus.
"I don't know about this, Templeton," Ms. O'Hannorhan admits. "If the Baracus turns out to be more dangerous than Gatorella…"
"Gatorella didn't hurt us." Templeton loads a pair of pistols. "The Baracus will. I've never slayed him before, so you'll have to bear with me."
"Uh... Do you even know what a Baracus IS?"
"I've heard it's some kind of panther. Don't ask me from who."
"But...it's more dangerous than Gatorella. Gatorella himself won't even come ashore, to slay it!"
"He says he's strictly aquatic. And I believe him." He loads a machine gun, and gives it to Ms. O'Hannorhan. She handles it with WAY too much care. "We gotta do this. We can't just leave Roman Afroasia in the shithole it's in now, with DeJarro on the throne..."
"Hello?! DeJarro's the fucking dictator of this country! We're practically going to war with a god! Doesn't this bother you?!"
Templeton chuckles, loading a grenade launcher. "In many alternate realities, I've slayed four seasons worth of gods!"
Ms. O'Hannorhan narrows her eyes, and gapes, confused...
In the jungle, they hear a roar. They freeze, and listen. That sounded terrifying. Templeton's also pretty sure that that was NOT a leopard's...
"We're within range," Templeton whispers. "I can feel it."
"I can too," Ms. O'Hannorhan whispers, her machine gun-filled hands trembling. "I don't know if I can take it..."
"You have to, if you care about these people. DeJarro won't, Gatorella won't, Hannibal Tran can't, and MURDOCK can't. Now stay in front of me. Try not to keep your finger too close to that trigger."
With wire-cutters, Templeton cuts a hole though the wire. Ms. O'Hannorhan ducks through it, and creeps forth. So does Templeton, right behind her. They prowl through the forest, waiting for the Baracus to show himself...if he will...
There is one advantage to this. Templeton gets to ogle Ms. O'Hannorhan's cutoffs-clad ass, and bare upper back, all the way from here to wherever the Baracus attacks them...