The northern Carthians concentrated a whole brigade and all their artillery and helicopters on a mere 5 kilometers of front, bringing down this power on one single pass and two mountain slopes. In the morning, at first light, literally all types of weapons available to the attackers hit these two ill-fated mountains. It seemed that they would raze these mountains to the ground. The roar had been standing for several hours, the gorge, which was the gateway to the mountain range, was drowned in dust, smoke and incessant flashes from explosions of bombs, mines, and shells. The brigade stood, as in the Middle Ages, in close formation, accumulated in a solid mass of iron on a small patch and rumbled, puffed with fire. Anti-aircraft guns were drilled into impenetrable smoke, as if pants were being torn, machine guns chirped. The tanks stood in rows, shrouded in clouds of dust, loudly gasped with quick frequent volleys, the infantry flooded all the thickets of bushes and low forest plantatio

President Trom not only agreed with the idea of ​​camps for migrants in a cross-border zone under the auspices of intergalactic commissions, but also stated that he was ready to consider Bounty's specific proposals on the rights of LGBTQ people. The liberals, having lost their humanistic trumps, reduced the intensity of criticism of the current administration of the SGC, withdrew the impeachment and the shutdown. The protest rallies dispersed, no big blood was shed, Trom took the troops to the barracks, and the cops, having removed their shields and helmets, returned to patrolling the streets.The media rejoiced, praising the Bounty in every way - the expressions “Bounty Camps”, “Bounty Merciful” and “Bounty is the savior of migrants” were used. By itself, there was a general opinion that it was he who should now head the Judicial Intergalactic Commission instead of Donnach. There were no objections from anyone. Bounty soon appeared on the air from his 3rd D Cepheus, where from the of

The glass doors rattled and fell down - the hooded boy accurately threw a heavy stone, the size of his head, a stone, the second one in the mask, with a crowbar, began to clean up the fragments sticking out of the door frames with a crowbar and a nasty rattle. Three men at that time were breaking through the window with a garbage container. Ringing and grinding, screeching and screaming were everywhere, the darkness was illuminated by the light of flashlights and mobile phones. The pogrom of the shopping center looked like a fun game, a team of rioters - about three hundred young people, mostly guys - broke doors and windows, breaking through the road. Behind them, a crowd of several thousand citizens raged and hooted, waiting for the passage to be broken, rooting for them, like at football.Behind the broken doors was a barricade hastily built by guards from cabinets and refrigerators. The guys with pieces of rebar in their hands rushed into the darkness, climbing over piles of boxes

“Come tonight, after 8. So far, without a camera and operators - one. First, I would like to discuss in general what we can do, what to talk about,” Bounty told Wagner by phone. Wagner went to his house in a taxi, leafing through the tape of the Florence Pulse group on the social network. Users posted dozens of posts with terrible videos of a crush on the outskirts of the square, where yesterday the "messiah" met with the people and distributed food.The poor and the sick were bursting along the avenues and alleys to the temple, in the frame there were trampled children and old people. The police worked hard, guarding everyone with sticks. At the ambulances, doctors dealt with hundreds of crippled people. There was blood on the pavement, on the hoods of cars, stretchers with several bodies lay in a row, their heads covered with sheets. None of the media did not let "it" on the air. Wagner cursed himself with the last words that he spent the entire time of the event next to the Bounty

Ratmir saw right in front of his nose a glass indicator “Nuclear alarm!” burning red. In the commander's tower of the BMP, the signal was duplicated by mournful beeps. He stuck the earpiece to his ear - the same message went on at all frequencies: “Everyone! Prepare for a nuclear strike! Ratmir barked into the microphone, “Stop everyone! Turn off the engines, turn off all electronics, hide under the armor, raise the ejector shutters, turn on the collective protection system, put on personal protective equipment!The column of his battalion froze in the middle of the road. The people got down from the armor and took cover inside the armored vehicles. The hatches were hastily battened down, the pumps hummed, creating internal pressure. Ratmir, recalling the forgotten exercises at the school, pulled on rubber spacious boots-stockings, tied their tops with straps, put on a gas mask, threw on a rubber raincoat, fastening it on his chest, passing the strap between his legs, tied the skirts