Voodoo certainly wouldn't, but he'll save the thinking for later. He flattens himself against a wall and peeks around the corner - sure enough, it's a two-man Combine patrol, headed straight for them. If they see him, they don't show it.

They're patrolling along the walls instead of staying in the middle. Stupid.

He unsheathes his tomahawk and gets Freeman's attention. Two-man patrol, he mouths. Coming our way.