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. Ito paled.
"You shouldn't have to worry about the fauna, either," Armstrong continued. "Primarily your standard water lizards and tubor snakes and they don't like anything bigger than they are."
"Snakes ..." Ito repeated in a whisper.
"Tubor snakes. Not poisonous. You'll be provided with the standard snakebite kit, just in case. To continue"-Armstrong hastened on, ignoring Ito's garbled protest-"you'll enter the swamp here and move to this point, closest to the fence. You'll exit the swamp, cut open the fence, and enter the vehicle loading dock--"
Xris grunted. "After we set off every sensor in the place, not to mention being fried by the electronic fence."
Armstrong shook his head. "Remember, Agent, this is a legal operation for the Hung. They have all the necessary permits; the community's even given them tax breaks. It's not against the law to produce and sell small arms and ammunition. And you can be certain that if said arms are making their way to Corasia, the Hung have it all very well disguised. No, gentlemen, you won't find any electric fences or force fields or fancy sensor belts. The Hung don't want to make the good folks of TISor 13 suspicious. Our preliminary reports indicate that this fence is chain-link. Its main function is to keep out the swamp creatures."
"What swamp creatures?" Ito demanded loudly.
Armstrong, with a wry grin, only shook his head
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