Captain, you know how the scans showed just Kreelies down here, and we figured the slave-traders were all inside the compound?
Well... The slave traders are kKeelies. We're got no clue how many hostiles we might be up against.
There's twenty five of us. Pro'lly ten of 'em are sittin' inside.
Oh, come on. Pronto hasn't even taped you to anything yet.
I don't like the way he's smiling. Twenty-five, I tell you!