[He switches to his gun again. If they can't all be killed in one strike, then he needs distance. Options. Higher ground would be nice, but the only option is on top of the lockers, which doesn't strike him as safe or reliable. Cramped quarters, no cover. Exactly the worst field, considering their inferior numbers. Escape routes? There don't seem to be any.

They're trapped like rats in a cage. The irony is not lost on him.]

Stay close; we don't know what we're up against. [Going it alone without information is suicide.]