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Early this morning the Dark Order Shuttle had already entered outer space,

And a voice passed through the corridors, very stern and confident:

"Dark Order soldier identified as wells, please report to Roarke's office"

Wells went sullenly and reluctantly to the senior officer's office. Through the ship's portholes, distant planets, stars, and deep space itself could be seen.

Popok was would in a chair and filled out some paperwork that was on his Desk the whole stacks,

After a couple of minutes of silence he looked at wells and said calmly,

"Tomorrow you will have to go to Mars to find a gang of Smugglers selling rare weapons. Smugglers disguise themselves as fruit merchants, so the task will not be easy.

Wells agreed. He knew that this would be a rather dangerous task, so he called the men into a squad.

After a couple of days, the team was ready, and trained with all the necessary skills.

In the morning of the next day, he gathered his new strength, put on a bulletproof vest, a mask, and a neon cannon that is always cheerful on his wall.

The Shuttle was already approaching Mars, where it landed,

They stepped out of the ship and lined up next to the Shuttle,

And they went to the city of Tansir, where the smugglers were.

They went into a bar, and there were a lot of people in the bar. Tables and chairs were set up near the Windows, and then there was the bartender's table, which served drinks to the guests. Seeing four people wearing hoods,

Four soldiers, including wells himself, had changed into civilian clothes,

We sat down next to each other to eavesdrop on their conversation:

– When will the weapon reach Venus?"

– He's already close to Earth

– How much will they pay us?"

– They gave the sum of 500 neurons

Wells took out his camera.

– That's them. – Wells.

– Be patient, wells. – Popok. – Move the mouse cursor over the camera on their faces!

Wells looked at their faces, then froze…

***

Memories…

Wells! Run!"

– Dad.....

–They won't find you!"

– Here you go!" This will come in handy for you!

A father Gives a V45 pistol to his son.

"Run!"

"No," I said.

– Turn around!" Let's go! Faster! – Time Ash Soldier.

***

These were the very soldiers of Time Ash!

Wells took a rash step, loaded the gun, and aimed it at one of them. By shooting! The carnage has begun! The police of Tansir quickly came to the sound!

And a few minutes later, wells was at the police station.

– Let me go!" I am a soldier of the Dark Army! – Wells.

Tell me your last name!" "the chief hit wells with a Taser.

– I'm Wells.

– And your last name and patronymic?" – chief.

– I don't know them, they don't exist. – Wells.

– Don't bother me, even animals and slaves have families. – chief.

"I don't have a family…"

"Don't talk nonsense! We found you injured in a bar, and you're definitely not a soldier by your clothes! Why did you start all this fuss? – chief.

"Show me one of them!" – Wells.

– Not allowed!" I asked why you started all this fuss."! – chief.

– They took all my family away on their ships when I was a child… In childhood… Show them to me!" I beg you! – Wells.

– Not allowed!" Calm down, sir—"

Wells was dragged into the courtroom, and the judge was already sitting back in his chair, glaring at wells and saying: "For the commotion, you, wells, have been assigned to a maximum-security cell, for a period of 5 years! And you, Marin, and your gang, who have been smuggling for more than 35 years, as well as participating in the Time Ash cleanup, are locked up in a maximum security cell for 40 years!

We were put in separate cells, the cells were damp, gray walls, a rock-hard bed, a small light bulb from which a small ray of light radiated, and a bowl of food and water that looked more like toilet refuse. There was food and drink during the day, sleep at night, and General charges in the morning, and at one of these General charges wells noticed that one of the Time Ash companies had a package thrown over the fence…

He followed the man:

– Well, well, well…

– A pistol, a Taser, a file…

"Food!" I haven't seen normal food in a long time!

Why does he need all this? Perhaps that is not to escape!

He is very naive if he thinks that he will run away from here without any hesitation. The surveillance continued, this person gathered everyone from Time Ash, and they began to think of a plan to escape.

Weapons have no family

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