You can hear the rebel airship approaching, the shift in his engines indicating a descent. Garcia is right: it's coming back to land and search. You need to get your troops out of here.
"You're a good soldier, Garcia," you say. "Thank you."
"Get outta here, sir, before I chase you outta here."
You signal for the remnant of the squad to gather up around you, and you indicate for them to start heading back into the forest.
"But what about Garcia?" one of them asks, shock on his face.