Yoder and Oscar left D-Caf to fix the Fokker while they trekked into the jungle.

"These jungles seem different..." Oscar said.

"Different from what?" Yoder asked. "All jungles kinda look the same to me. Hey, you remember the-"

Suddenly there was a strange hooting coming from the bushes.

"Hey, hold on." Yoder said. "I thought I heard something."

"Could be our survivors..." Oscar said.

"Maybe, but we're still pretty far away from where you spotted the fire." Yoder said. "And whatever it was, it's gone now. Let's move out!"

"I smell smoke." Oscar said, as the two continued on.

"Check it out...They're close, come on!" Yoder said.

"Hold up..." Oscar said. "It may not be safe."

"I know." Yoder said. "That's what I have this for!"

Yoder brandished his M1921 Thompson before running towards the source of the smoke.