THE OUTLAND

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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