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Nikolai
My radio crackles to life as I step out of the house. “Kirilov here. Do you read me?”
My stomach unknots slightly. “It’s Nikolai. I read you.” The guards must’ve realized what’s happening and grabbed the emergency stash of radios from their own Faraday cage armory. “Status report, now.”
“Twelve heavily armed attackers on the north side of the wall, fifteen by the gate. We’ve taken out half of them and are holding off the rest. No drones or cameras operational, and we’ve lost contact with Arkash and Ivanko by the east wall.”
Fuck. That means there’s most likely been a breach. “Take whichever men you can spare and get over there. Also send reinforcements to the house—Pavel and I might need them.”
“On it.”
The radio goes silent, and I pick up my pace. If our enemies are alre
