James might not be much of a tracker, but even he could find the path taken by an entire troop of soldier through the underbrush. He moved forward, not bothering much with trying to conceal their movements. The element of surprise was important, but finding Len and Barnes before HYDRA got them to a base was far more important.
They'd been travelling for about twenty minutes when searing pain ripped through James' left arm. Hissing, he staggered against the nearest tree, clutching at his shoulder and trying not to fall over. Or scream. Screaming would be bad, would definitely attract attention they couldn't afford.
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Date: 2016-06-16 03:17 am (UTC)They'd been travelling for about twenty minutes when searing pain ripped through James' left arm. Hissing, he staggered against the nearest tree, clutching at his shoulder and trying not to fall over. Or scream. Screaming would be bad, would definitely attract attention they couldn't afford.