Kabocha halted himself along with the others as they reached the military base. It was just as he'd imagined, and no doubt there were people inside the building just as there were outside. From where they were in the air the guards were fairly small, and thankfully they were most likely out of range of any arrows that might come their way. "No doubt they've seen us already, I mean we weren't exactly stealthy flying on in here." he pointed out, frowning as he looked over the building. "So landing somewhere and trying to walk in is kind of moot, they'll see us coming. Since we're not supposed to attack... And I can't believe I'm saying this, but we've got to go down and talk to them." Diplomacy between warring peoples was possible, albeit incredibly difficult to reach. T'charrl was as good a leader as his mother was as far as these people were concerned, so they might deal with him if he tried making a deal. Goodness knows what they would say to get to their commanding officer though. A good soldier didn't sell out their boss, they were usually trained to never do that. "You talk to the guards, convince them that we've got to get in there. If we make them realize what's going on... Whatever that is... Then they might be more willing to oblige." Plus the presence of three healthy Saiyans would likely give them some leverage. "Kai? Choi? You two stick with him, since you work best together. I'll bring up the rear when we land and make sure they don't try anything."

There was little else to do right now but land and see how things went. They were already made by the soldiers, and in a matter of seconds no doubt the entire base would be savvy to their presence as well. Kabocha gave the rest of the group a final look before dropping down to the ground rather swiftly. He made sure not to land too close to the gates, keeping an easy ten meters away as not to alarm anyone too badly. The direct approach was really their only option, but that certainly didn't mean it was the best. Upon landing the guards immediately began to converge, weapons at the ready but not looking overly sure of themselves. These men weren't dressed in the black garb as the special forces were, meaning these were just regular old grunts. Not as skilled, and with any luck a bit more open to listening to reason.Given they weren't fanatics a few choice words ought to convince them to let everyone inside, or at the very least consider it. It was almost humorous, having them point swords and spears at them, essentially sharpened sticks. "We're not here to fight, so relax guys..." Kabocha said, rolling his eyes when the soldiers didn't seem to lighten up. "Jeez... If we really wanted to do harm we'd have just blown you all up. Just chill, will you?"