Wyrd swore internally, in his private thoughts. He wouldn't let his concerns be broadcast ed via his telepathic links. He thought quickly. Slowly, a plan began to form in his mind. He grabbed the radio.Joker! Start the bus, and let's get this caravan on a move. Lead the civilian buses out of there.
Wyrd then switched to the telepathic links, and thought aloud, Everest! Lay down covering fire for the civilians as they get out of the danger zone. The last two buses will stay behind as we wait for Shift and Mole to get back! Try not to get anyone injured, and aim to incapacitate. Last thing we need is a bunch of hoods out for revenge after the civilians. Once Shift and Mole are back...we'll see what happens then. But first, get those civilians out of danger!
Wyrd silently wished that Shift and Mole were okay. The report about an elephant was the last he heard from them, and he was getting worried. They needed to get back quickly. He shouted mentally, Shift! Mole! Get back to the caravan! We are under attack!
Ah, Chandler's law. I was hoping it wouldn't have come into play so soon.