The corporate chapter of “Transresurs” is preparing a cunning attack on its competitors. But for it to be successful, he needs to grant unlimited powers to one of his assistants. So whose will get the authority—and what criterion will be decisive for the boss?
Alexander, Security, and Territories—can’t resist—and yet looks through the opened hatch into the zenith. Nonsense. If they blast from orbit, you won’t see anything anyway. And measures have already been taken—doesn’t he know that?
Near and far detection, three cover bots, a grid of fifty satellites—a planet for a picnic is laid out and ready for use. No one will interfere with the отдыхающим. Alexander licks his plump purple lips, gives a commanding gesture to his assistants—there begins unloading.