*Enemies Eliminated: [27]*
*Rewards: [2700] EXP; [27] System Points.*
Turning around, he looked back into the outpost. It had looked big on the outside, especially so for the seven people that he had seen from the other side, but actually looking inside made it clear that the room was too small for seven to live in together, bordering on the edge of claustrophobic.
The six that were left alive wore grey space suits, with the edges of the helmet also being coloured the same. The seventh who had died when the door was breached wore a uniform in the same colour, but that provided no sort of protection to the vacuum outside.
"Who are you?" asked one of the survivors, stepping forward to block Gus' entrance inside. "If things are as chaotic as here all over, then the Eleventh wouldn't be able to spare anyone to come to the outposts. And I don't think any of Linthol's forces wear such a bland, meaningless colours. Have reinforcements come here?"