over one shoulder and sliding the sword away into the sheath on his back. He takes the rifle and looks towards the train through the scope. He racks his brain to figure out what Mark’s plan could be.
Steve: If I was going to attack a city in this way and wanted to send an army in… I’d make sure the landing zone was clear before my troops got there right?
Damn it, that first one must be a bomb, take out the first layer of defences.
He looks back towards the buggy and tries to calculate the time it’ll take to get back there and catch up with the train in order to take it out. A sudden burst of gunfire catches his attention and reminds him of the mission.