Dropping to her knees, Elma crawls over to him, keeping herself well-concealed behind the bush in turn. So much for dignity, but it's worth absolutely nothing in the field anyway.

"We've tracked a small convoy not too far from here. Our nearest guess is that another pair of trucks will come this way, so I came in case an opportunity presented itself. It might be a bit pre-emptive, but coordinating a disablement with the other group might be an opportunity we don't get again."