Eventually,
Just two hours before they were scheduled to leave, the time came for the operation. As the time-travellers needed to stay together and out of danger, the members of the underground asked them to stay at the base and help look after the prisoners who would be teleported once out of their containment fields.
And soon they're seeing more worn and scarred and weary versions of familiar, once-friendly faces, drinking the water they're given and hoarsely relating a battle going well. Then a batch relating the arrival of the conqueror. Then a batch who were not certain of anything.
A new arrival is muttering "Vernard was at the front. I heard --" When they teleport out.
It's the very moment they left. After the flash of light fades, Scotty Lang comes sleepily out of the room he was in, looking at his very dirty family.
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