(I copied your arrivals here, just because it made sense.
Taft came through the other side and scanned the surroundings with the barrel of his weapon, all while moving forward. He had a DHD to secure, though he swung wide to the left to check the platform before hitting the sand by jumping off the platform instead of re-centering to the stairs. He'd seen nothing on the horizon so he dropped to one knee by the DHD and covered the corner of the platform on the side he hadn't had the time to check. Just in time for the Staff Sgt to appear, he checked the sweep and then Taft gave a hand sign toward the right side of the platform. The Staff Sgt swept right to check the corner. No yelling or shooting started so Taft performed a knee to knee turn to cover the horizon again as the Staff Sgt leveled his weapon.
Fia strode through the event horizon like she had done so hundreds of times. In fact she was still very new to interplanetary travel by wormhole, but she wasn't going to let her team know that. Though one already did. She caught the tail end of Taft's gesture. So while Breher headed right, Fia went left. The clearing was quite large and open, the ground slopping away to the north to reveal an impressive view of the target foothills. Thankfully they seemed at be alone, since the tree line far enough away that sprinting for it would have been a death sentence.
Last through the gate as always, Joey shuddered slightly as she emerged behind Taft and Dreher. Only her seventh trip or so through an active wormhole and she still wasn’t quite used to that cold rush of a few seconds, though she had become much more profcient in recovering and setting to work. Her P90 was leveled and ready as she stepped through, swiveling with her torso to check her own corner as the team swept over the area surrounding the stargate and DHD. Nothing shooting at them, much as she expected, nor were there any immediate signs that someone had been cavorting around the area recently.
Finally satisfied that all was clear, Fia gestured the unit to form up. OK team, we've got about an hour or so hike ahead of us. Lets get going. Davidson, let me know as soon as you pick up anything.
She headed off towards the treeline, expecting the others to be well trained enough to not need marching order outlined for them. If they weren't Taft would correct them. As she walked, Fia scanned the ground in front of her. The ground was covered with tufts of grass on hard dirt. It wasn't an easy surface to read, but she wasn't liking what she could read. There had been activity here, though it didn't look recent. Are you seeing this Sergeant Major?