DarkPearl The union soldiers turn to see each other, then turn around again with the newcomers.
Union Soldier: I think so, let me tell my superior.
The soldier would put his hand on his helmet, right where his ear would be, apparently pressing something. He talked to someone, apparently the aforementioned superior.
Union Soldier: Yes, sir ... Well, I think you already realized the bunker, before you arrived we were thinking about how to open it, any idea?