Jax grins and he gets up.
His face was bloodstained, so were his arms.
He walked to a corse with it's skull split in half and was searching for his Big Axe.
''you know, i shouldn't have let it get this far''
''What are you talking about? There'sssss no better way to kill then to do it with lotssssss of blood''
Jax shrugs as he found his weapon.
''we still haven't found anything usefull... the memory of their radios doesn't help much either''
He reattaches his weapon to his back as he looks around.
''hmm... one remaining... maybe two units... seven men at most''