Howlett...

[Radar]

(Ryder's fist connects with Radar's arm and Johnson wakes up immediately. He opens his eyes, an old obsolete habit, as he does so. He laughs quietly to himself and then sits up in the back of the Hummer. As he does so, he hears TC's voice.)

TC: He's in the area.

(Radar turns on the sensor attached to his belt. It blinks twice to show it's on and then lets out a high pitched whine. TC and Ryder don't hear it. Wolverine probably couldn't hear it. And Radar surely doesn't hear it. But he can see now. The sound waves bounce off of surrounding trees, stones, as they let the mutant see everything in a foghat grayish color. He smiles as he sees the inside of the Hummer, his fellow soldiers, and the woods outside. As he steps out of the vehicle, he cracks his knuckles and lets out a sigh.)

Ryder: When do we leave?

Radar: As soon as you stop whining like a bridesmaid. C'mon. Kutal has been using PM-Sat to keep tabs on this demented fool. So all we have to do is follow the directions, and we'll be led right to Howlett. That is, if you two will quit acting like sissies, and get a move on.

(As the two other marines grab their gear and toss Radar his, he yells at them.)

Radar: C'mon Mary, Susan please move it. My god, it's as if I'm talking to a pair of schoolgirls. Ladies, can we please remove the skirts and fill the pants. I've seen muties with better coordination.

(As the three finally get underway and into the adjacent wood, they grow quiet, starting to stalk thier prey and realizing that they're no longer in their turf anymore.)

[Radar]

(The three soldiers venture for a few hours, following the tracking GPS of Kutal's directions. As they enter a small clearing, TC lets out a cry of pain. Ryder and Radar spin on thier heels, their guns raised. Before them, and with one thick adamantium claw shoved deep into TC's leg, squats James Howlett. He's standing in less than a second and has a claw on his other hand against TC's throat. Radar flashes a look to Ryder to lower his gun. Reluctantly, Ryder does and Radar holsters his own gun.)

Wolverine: Who are you people?

(Radar knows that they're dressed in camo but decides to play safe. He holds his hands up and out, in a surrendering position.)

Radar: My name is Matthews, the man you now have is Tony CarMichaels. We come as friends, and we don't want any trouble.

Wolverine: Yeah, well by the looks of ya, you're lying.

(Radar's smile fades and he twitches his left eyebrow. The back of Logan's head explodes and his claws retract into his knuckles. He falls to his knees and groans. TC doesn't waste anytime as he scrambles back over to the others. As Wolverine's healing capabilities kick in, Radar unleashes another concerntrated wave and the side of his head opens up. Wolverine once again falls back. Radar frowns and lets loose a series of waves, each one cutting into Wolverine's body or head. Ryder levels his gun and fires five tranq darts into the open wounds. As the tranquilizer starts to take effect, Logan stumbles groggily and falls at Radar's feet. He smiles and turns around to face the others.)

Radar: It's all about how you approach the situation. Don't let the enemy get anything and victory comes quickly. Now let's go back home. I want to curl up with some nice Whiskey.