The things you see on night maneuvers.
The captain used his night vision visor to check ahead of them. Night maneuvers were challenging even with the latest technology. He saw a sand hill coming up, and signaled for the men to be extra-alert.
When they reached the dune, they all hit the deck and elbow-crept up to its edge for a look. There was an eerie, blinding glow in front of them. The captain switched to slightly shuttered binoculars.
“Is that Charlie Company down there?” he whispered in the ear of his second in command who had moved up to drop down beside him.
When he saw his nod, the captain tightened the focus on the glasses.
“Sarge, those don’t look like humans, do they?” the commander mouthed.
Again, the sergeant nodded no.
“I think we should attack, sir. Take ‘em by surprise. We can’t leave the Charlies in their hands!” Sarge said in his ear.
“That’s just what they’d expect us to do,” was the reply.
“Jono,” the cap said as he poked the guy on the other side of him.
Slowly, he turned his head and stared at the captain.
“Git down there and recon. We need to know how many there are and what kind of weapons they have.”
Nearly noiselessly, Jono stood and began walking slowly down the dune. In minutes, the soldiers watched as the aliens scattered to their waiting ships and took off. Soon there were four streaks that said the ships had all entered hyperspace and were gone.
Charlie Company ran for the dune. The captain asked the first soldier that happened to drop beside him:
“Where’s my man, Jono?”
“He left with them, sir. He stepped right up to the guy we were sure was the leader and started jabberin’ away in their language. After that, they left."