*Maxwell and Matthew get a F175 and drive into a semi-destroyed town*

Maxwell: Well aren't you lucky, going into the battlefield and going behind enemy lines.

Matthew: I know, woohoo lucky me.

Maxwell: You know, this car ride is getting repetitive. So here's a question...what did you do before the rise of the Empire? 

Matthew: I was part of an elite Task Force for the old U.S. of A.

Maxwell: Heh, I can smell the patriotism dripping off of you.

Matthew: What about yourself?

Maxwell: I was part of the SASR in the land down under.

Matthew: Heh, whatever...you aussie.

Maxwell: Shut up, will you?

Matthew: Learn to take a joke, jesus.

Maxwell: ANYWAYS, we're at the town...rules are, go in, find gear, and go to the clothing shop to get civilian gear.

Matthew: *Loads p226* Alright, wish me luck.

Maxwell: It's an abandoned town, just get this over with.

*After about an hour, Matthew comes back with full civilian clothing and various random bits of gear*

Matthew: *Gets back into the F175* Alright, now what?

Maxwell: Well...the deserters tracker in the gear is getting further from us, so we're chasing after it.

Matthew: Okay the, aussie...lead the way.

Maxwell: Shut up or I make you walk there.

Matthew: Yeah, yeah...whatever.

*Maxwell drives off with Matthew in the F175, making a speedy chase to the allied forces*