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“Something’s wrong here.”
Оглавление“Yeah. I feel it, too,” Jak said, a concealed knife dropping into his hand from his sleeve.
“Better stay in the mat-trans,” Ryan said. “If we come back with a droid on us, we’ll need backup.”
Turning away, he saw that J.B. was already at the oval hatch, looking for traps.
“Clear,” the Armorer reported.
“Okay, friends, triple red.” SIG-Sauer at the ready, the one-eyed man pressed down the lever and the hatch swung open silently. Then with a snarl, Ryan instantly stepped backward, dropping into a crouch.
In the next room, several men in Navy uniforms operated the controls of the humming comps….
