Burdo snickered. "The thing is yer're as likely to neve see any bloody fight whatsoever. Dat is why a thousand is enough. Beside you can just take wha'ever yer want from the darn bandits later on like was said. Almost everythin'. As for tactical maps, well yer blokes will be wadin' through desert. Part of the travel is through dried up riverbed, but yer'll then exit it and move through a bunch of dunes. Goddarn sand everywhere and crap." The cop started explaining. He put out his spent cigar and lit another one, puffing large wade of smoke Amanozako's way. Then he put a data-jockey on the table. "Dis here thing will be gettin' footage from orbit the 'hole way. We asked navy to keep an eye on yer and they were so bloody nice to have one of deir frigates change orbit and spy on the area. I also asked if dey could help in any other way, but they're not allowed to do combat action on the nepleslian soil. Which means they cannot fire deir goddamn cannons upon surface. Too bad about dat, but dey will still keep an eye on your and act as a relay."
"I will also be around in a shuttle, so you will have a bit of air-suport if needed." Kendra said. "Now from what mr. Burdo said to me earlier, the raiders have snitch in towns. They only hit under-armed caravans. They most assuredly know numbers in the each caravan. They also most suredly know about races there. So if someone like me would stick out."
"Yeh, dat is pretty much correct. We are sure dat it ain't no inside job tho, since each time the whole caravan gets killed. Dese raiders are pretty stupid like dat. Anyway numbers won' be a problem since the caravan has a lot of covered cars, so enemy cannot be sure if the numbers are correct or not." Bob Burdo continued with explanation. "Well cars, if yer wanna call dose things that. It is more of a carriage, as they are dragged by big fucking lizards. There is enough room for ya in them, but some of the way yer will prolly end up walkin'. I hope yer are not too much of a sissies for that. Anyway we'll get you some sand-capes so yer won't look weird and you can still have yer fancy body armour and rifles under it."
"As for what resistance yert can meet. It should be mainly small arms. Pistols, rifles, the usual raider shit. Dey never used anythin' heavier den a stick of chemical explosive with a burn-fuse before. None of the bodies in the caravan had big rifle round wounds on Dem, so they should not have any snipers either." The cop started explaining. "There were some tracks of tracked vehicle, so we expect them to use a half-track of some sorts. No heavy machinegun rounds found in the place either though. Tracks said, there were about 10 raiders in each hit, but it is hard to tell. Either way you won't be alone out there. The merchant have mercs of his own too. You are there to help them out."
"If there won't be more question you guys can go gear up." Burdo said and looked at Amanozako. "And yer go get a bloody hat or something cat. If your convoy gets hit, there will come other cops later and I am not covering fer ya. Just hide yer goddarn ears and don't look like a neko or whatever."