Dust devils chased across the dry terrain of the Irrigation Facility ahead of Myrina and Arcades' GEARs. The terrain was mostly flat with a gentle roll to it and enclosed by hills on three sides. A few stunted, splayed-branched trees grew here and there, reaching at their best the head-height of the 20-foot GEARs, but too sparse to provide cover for much of anything. 
The control station for the Irrigation Facility was at the opposite end of the 'canyon' (to give it a gracious name), a low, two-storey concrete building with flat roofs and narrow windows. Unlike most of the other buildings in the area, it was squat, grey, and gloomy-looking. Smaller outbuildings dotted the area, providing cover from the elements for the supposed workings of the irrigation facility. Water storage and collection tanks filled in other spaces, spread out over the plotted-out fields but still large enough to provide creative cover. 

Something gleamed briefly in the shifting sunlight, at the rear corner of one of the large outbuildings, a good mile down the length of the spread-out area. Then everything fell back into stilness.

Meanwhile, Silverwind gave a brief 'affirmative' to Ken's request to drop the troops, leaving them free to conduct their business with the co-operation of the helo pilot. Below, shadows shifted within the depths of the 'crawlers, and a door flapped briefly in the downdraft from the rotors, dust swirling up in a haze.