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As you approach the dot, you can hear the distinct sounds of machinery and see tiny plumes of smoke that slowly drift up into the air. "Heads up, kids. Plenty of personnel in this area," Balogh says via the group channel as you arrive at a secluded cove that is bustling with activity; two ships full of crew are loading and unloading crates full of what you assume to be supplies into a cave that you can just barely make out, partially submerged in the sea.

Fortunately, the direction that you were approaching from has a light glade of trees, where you quickly take cover while you carefully examine the people as they go about their (illegal) business. You notice that there's a large number of them with firearms. In fact, too many of them have firearms. While your suit's plating is thick enough to deflect most small firearm attacks, you don't think it can survive being fired upon by twenty assault rifles.

"Damn…that's a lot of them." Ami whistles softly. "So," she says, looking over at Balogh. "What's the plan, boss?"

Balogh looks at her for a bit and says, "Report back to HQ like Altug said. Then we wait for reinforcements."

Ami clicks her tongue in annoyance at his suggestion before turning to look at you. "Fine. Dorn Wilton, what do you think?" she asks. You frown a little and turn to look at the makeshift port below you. It's morning right now and the sun is rising, so any sort of direct approach would be extremely dangerous since the people could easily see you and open fire.