"Frits jump out and head up that crest, look for movement then report back" Koos said as Piet drew the Ratel to a stop.
"Copy" Frits hopped out and headed up the small hill, he came back soon and nodded "All blown to compost"
"Thought so, Piet, drive up the crest and park the Ratel inside those bushes, there we'll have a good vantage point"
Piet followed the order.
Koos opened the top hatch then stood up out of it, looking with binoculars over the wasteland, Frits was out the back hatch.
"Yoh, this was our artillery?" Piet asked looking through his driver window.
"Yup" Koos said, making Piet whistle.
"Really blew the fokkin shit out of them hey Koos?"
Koos came down again, Quintin was looking out through a peep hole "So Roof? Whats your plan? We're here"
"Uh well, I need to go inspect the bodies, but, I think it's better to go at night, since this is a war zone right?"
