Chapter Forty-Eight
Damir slowed and stopped at an intersection. “About a kilometer down, there’s a huge wall made up of pieces of buildings, destroyed vehicles, and the like. It covers one side of the camp. The whole thing is surrounded by fences. There are natural hills on the other sides, along with anti-aircraft guns. If we took the long way, we could head straight to the gate and get cut down by the defenses there. The garage where they delivered the cargo is in the center, but that’s past all the defensive lines.”
“Of course it is,” Cabrina muttered. “We wouldn’t want this to be easy.”
Erik glanced at one of his status displays. “Huh, no evidence of jamming, but this far out with no satellite, LOS, or net connections, Malcolm might as well be back on Earth.”
“We should use the mi
