They group took a break from searching for Taliban soldiers and stopped at night fall. Setting up camp and lighting a fire as they started cooking some hot rations. Decker was on guard, sniffing the perimeter before finally taking a long deserved rest by lying down in his tent, only to awake an hour later starving and believing most of the food was already eaten by the others. He groans. Perking up outside then tent, he sees the destroyed fire and few sleeping out there by it. Sniffing the air he heads towards the pot of rations, carefully scooping whatever’s left into his bowl.