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“Another single target, two kilometers. - Said the younger. — It radiates in our range.And here comes the traitor. The elder chuckled a little. What are we going to do, Commander?- Think. I answered. Where are the first two targets?- Take cover. he answered.Yes, in an open battle, one Poisk operative is worth two or even three Conquest fighters, but still you should not discount their commander: with his knowledge, skills and with the rituals and other mystics of the Conquest, he can arrange this - the sky it will seem like a sheepskin.And once upon a time, all mysticism and magic were considered the fiction of overworked and-people, eh ... Why didn’t it stay like that?- Tags?— I can't find the corner. he complained. - They sit too well, the detectors do not catch.Cursing, I ran another fifty meters and froze in a crevice between icy stones. The armor was warming and protecting for the time being - I didn’t want to think what kind of dog cold was going on out there."Commander
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Shot!TASK COMPLETEDRating: SLead Time: SReport to your officer on successful completion.- But this is nonsense! I complained, pulling off my helmet. “You don’t have to be an intuitive, but some kind of prophet!” How can I know that...“But no one knows. The civilian answered. - She just went for broke, made a bet that everything was in the same position, on the same plane. And won.- She is?- Yes, she will study with you on the same stream.Coupe shuddered.- Arrived. Take your things, let's go to the gateway. Don't forget your tablet.- But it's not mine!- Now yours. The civilian nodded.I have always dreamed of going to space! But the space, to be honest, disappointed - there were no huge space liners, no aliens, not even an atmosphere that spoke of some kind of cosmicity ... The most ordinary compartments, a corridor with a round section with a rattling metal flooring-platform and a room that looked more like - a provincial station, with burning panels of arrival and departu
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As the high authorities threatened, it nevertheless forced me to work - on the server in my working daddy an archive was formed with the intriguing name aimbotter.rar, containing a tiny file almost smaller than the attached instructions in a text document. People from the upper internet tasted "Alien War", people from the lower internet tasted "Far Search", and they got into it. And this always leads to the generation of various projects on the theme of a favorite project - starting from a simple replacement of some structures with your own as part of the creation of modifications, ending with such rather complex code solutions.Although the demon knows how people managed to change something not even in the game - but in a separate living world! But somehow they managed. So it is with this "botter". In fact, this is the same stray as my crawler, it works with a network connection and replaces some variables just a little, without affecting the game as a whole.I cringed apprehensively
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But why did he choose to partner with Gary? Worth asking at the next meeting. For some reason, I had no doubt that a very soon meeting.And meanwhile the shore was approaching, even without a spyglass, tiny houses clung to the coast, whimsical ribbons of streets running down from above, fuming chimneys filling the air with barely noticeable smog, could be distinguished on the shore.“You promised me something. I reminded.“No problem,” the goddess shrugged. “I have no prejudice against this particular slave trader and his crew. But if it's so critical for you...- Critical.- Understood. She lowered her voice to her familiar, already soft accent of a foreign princess. “Then show me to my cabin, please.” We need to pick up things.And yet the captain was not such a bastard. Or rather, of course, a separate cauldron in the local version of hell had already been prepared for him, but he knew the matter clearly, he kept his word firmly - despite the sidelong glances of his hunters, he too
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It's all about the rough stone sculptures carved by an unknown master, facing the sea - heartless time has hewn the stones so well that it is already impossible to make out who is carved - men, women, gods - and yet the petroglyphs deeply carved on the soles of abstract figures remained readable .“Okama ordered to pay the road,” I read without surprise. “He ordered to collect taxes from the people in money and iron ingots, and took every tenth from the lands in order to make an incomparable warrior. Brotherly blood was shed here for the first time, and only the most faithful, we're going west!"- Smells like Ware. the girl muttered, looking warily at the shapeless stone figure. "The elemental isn't here?"- Not.- Good. She unfolded the map, traced a new route with her fingernail. “We can’t get to the mesa from here, but if we go along the coast, we can get to the ridge and the pass.- No supplies.We only need two days. she cut. “I don't intend to live here for six months.Without a
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No, I'm not against smiles, especially when performed by a beautiful girl, but ... It's somehow strange to smile like that out of the blue. Unusual, unusual. We don’t have the mentality to smile with or without it, it’s immediately clear that “Alien War” was still made by foreigners - if the development had remained in Edik’s hands, and the heroes wouldn’t have thrown positive emotions like fish eggs, they would have stood with complex, harsh persons. And all in essence. Unsociable, unfriendly, gloomy Russians, yes."You don't like that I smile?" - The girl immediately extinguished her smile, turned away to the sea.- I like it, but ... You know, everything that I have ever read or watched teaches me that only the closest and dearest person can smile like that. Understand?“But you are my closest and dearest person. Agnis frowned in confusion. “Father was tried and hanged for what he did to Chief Dex, you left the village and disappeared without a trace. And I don't know anyone else.
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“Nothing,” I thought encouragingly, “you'll get used to it.Finally, she controlled herself, calmed down, the monologue ended - and a plastic tape slowly crawled out of the printer against the wall with a report on the project she had just been working on. She finally opened her eyes.- Good morning. I winked, meeting her gaze. - Today is a particularly interesting world?- Well no. She was embarrassed, blushed again, but desperately looked straight ahead. - Just a world in which everything works on the technologies of variability. Quantum-punk, as the inhabitants themselves call it.- But…- You're right. She faked a smile. - The development was carried out by a company that previously produced only virtual brothels, so there is too much ... specific.“So we don’t let you?”- Of course we won't! - She blushed even more, as only redheads can, and I did not ask again what it was connected with. - Such games are prohibited!She probably happened to be in a couple of, as she put it, "spe
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I glanced at the timer - according to his testimony, I had been working here for two and a half hours, although subjectively, of course, it seemed much more. But nothing, now there is no hurry, now we ... Ignoring the scattering of lines and commas, I leaned my shoulder on the boulder that I liked, braced my legs, sat down - and gritting my teeth from the weight, I pushed with all my might. One time, two, three. He was not here, he could not gain a foothold on something, shake it, shake it.- And - time! And - two! Startled, the boulder swayed. - And three!Yielding to my efforts, the stone nevertheless started to move, fell forward. I barely managed to get out from under the falling debris - and right there behind me, with a barely audible sigh, the ceiling settled.— Yes to you! I spat. “Damn builders, couldn’t they have done it right?!A pile of dirt, sand and clay looked mockingly at me, as if these two and a half hours of work had never happened! Just in case, I even looked close