Jace moved away from the door and immediately made several common hand signals. The rest of them who had served in the Vexical Military immediately recognized them and began moving. They were moving into defensive positions. Jace had only so much he could do with just his armor.
But from the sounds he was picking up and what the others began to hear it would be better if the enemy did not notice them. They could hear mechanical stepping noises along with the shuffling of feet and talking.
"Why are we on this backwater planet?" One of the soldiers outside grunted in annoyance. "How are we going to get anything done here? The only thing we have found is a bunch of civilians but it would be more accurate to call them target practice! Hahaha!"
