The ride continues for another hour, seemingly in circles. You might surmise this is to either throw any other bikers off of your path, or it's to avoid an checkpoints located in the swamp. Suddenly, Verimak raises an arm and points to something far away to the southwest. He seems somewhat disturbed. Mack is able to see that it's a small Imperial outpost, if you will.
Several huge mushrooms tower over the area, surrounding a small stream. The outpost barely deserves the name, as it's merely a collection of barricades and a small satellite dish. Seven people in white armor walk around the area.