[quote]"Enemy spotted, 3 GEARs, roughly 8 kilometers to the south-west of my position. Shall we engage them?"[/quote]
Combined with the hostiles that Maxwell had spotted and Nawlin was waiting in position for, this showed that their simulated enemy was waiting. The point of the exercise was to test the groups capabilities and training, and so far - aside from the minor hiccup with Oliver's 'wandering eyes', which wasn't really any worse than some of the other things he'd heard about - they'd done pretty well. No one had given any back-talk or done anything stupid. 
"We've got hostiles here, too. Myrina; you're in command of that element, it's your call. Judging by the picture, I'd say you can take 'em if you've got the clear element of surprise. Just make sure they don't get the chance to get the word out. We need to maximise our chances ta survive, here. Even if this is only a training mission". He grinned slightly. "Still, that means we got all th' more chance to show what we can do, an' why a bunch of hillbilly-armoured cans ain't a match fer mil-spec GEARs". 

The GEARs and small knot of vehicles under Mike and Ken's surveillance spread out, taking better spacing and distance. Despite being clearly improvised weaponry for the most part - as was appropriate, for representing bandit and pirate GEARs and equipment, the point of the exercise - the unit had some degree of formal training, and knew how to move. The long-range weapons covered the angles, and formed a good box of security around the moving vehicles. The gunners atop the MRAP-style trucks scanned the terrain at regular intervals, checking for potential threats. As the unfenced but paved road turned away toward the horizon, the convoy kept coming straight - leading them almost directly toward the mouth of the canyon, the distance closing down.