His combat suit helped to stave off some of the chill but Kais still felt the cold all the same as it seeped into his body through the fabric and plate. The hundred meter distance was well within his capability, his pulse rifle sighted for combat at one hundred and fifty, but he still needed to see his targets before engaging just in case they'd prove to be friendly. Gesturing to his group to take cover, or at least to crouch down, Kais lifted his rifle and attempted to sight through the scope to see what they would be dealing with. He had noticed the forklifts and haulers but, well, he couldn't think of any real use for them at this time considering he'd rather have a quieter approach towards their objective.
SpoilerAwareness vs 59: (1d100)[18]