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Stray - Chapter 64
Concerning helicopters, homecoming, and a battle begun.
Ocelot sat up and looked out the window. The sun shone high and bright off snow that held on against encroaching swathes of bare brown earth. In Groznyj winter was fierce but fickle, melting away as soon as spring gave its arm a good twist. Here it was more tenacious.
The base wasn't terribly impressive from the air. It neither lurked nor declared itself, but crouched, waiting, watching with eyes of concrete grey.
A significant portion, he knew, was underground.
Whatever you have to say, I want to hear it.
Quick one, but get ready, there's spam incoming.
Stray - Chapter 64
Concerning helicopters, homecoming, and a battle begun.
Ocelot sat up and looked out the window. The sun shone high and bright off snow that held on against encroaching swathes of bare brown earth. In Groznyj winter was fierce but fickle, melting away as soon as spring gave its arm a good twist. Here it was more tenacious.
The base wasn't terribly impressive from the air. It neither lurked nor declared itself, but crouched, waiting, watching with eyes of concrete grey.
A significant portion, he knew, was underground.