A man clad in heavy armor enters the area, firmly wielding a rifle... likely a Security Guard. On his belt is a thick Combat Knife, a Stun Baton, and several satchels that likely carry a large variety of tools and ammunition. On his legs, a pair of pistols would be holstered, and strapped firmly. His head is hidden by a thick helmet with tinted goggles and a mask, but the flatness of the mask makes it clear he is, most likely, a human.
He turns his head from left to right, before his gaze locks at the carts. Flicking the flashlight on his rifle to "ON", he approaches the carts; rifle pointed forward.
"Hold there!" he calls out, before leaning down to get a good view of the figures hiding underneath the cart.
Upon seeing the troubled looks on their faces, he lowers the barrel of the rifle slightly, but keeps it pointing forward enough for quick reaction, should anyone make a sudden move towards him. He would also be standing just far enough away from the group so that any attempts at disarming him would be impossible.
"What's going on here?" he inquires, confusion clear in his voice.
"Walker, report!" his earpiece buzzes to life.
He lifts a finger up to his helmet and taps on the button. "Nothing to report, sir. Just a bunch of caged animals here."
"Good... keep an eye on them while I take care of some business here." the earpiece would reply.
"Yes, sir." he replies, before tapping on the button on his helmet once again. He then looks towards them, and sighs.
"Lemme guess... another attempted escape?" Unlike the other "handlers", he would appear to sound a bit more concerned, and far less aggressive.