One of the trees lost a lower branch as a large man, over six and a half feet, stepped into the clearing. Wearing something resembling a beige 21st century police uniform (Without the ornamentation), he held up both arms as he saw the P0-8. "Hold there, soldier." He tilted his head at the uniform, then sniffs. "Where you from, kid? Australia? Fighting in the War?" He sniffs again. "Judging by the year of that Luger, I'd say. Maybe faked enlistment papers?"