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. The rubber also coated the ends of the wire, keeping it from snagging the agents' clothing when they crawled through. In case a quick exit was needed, they didn't want to worry about getting hung up on the fence.
Ito slipped through the hole onto the paved loading area. He ran to the front of a hovertrack that was backed into the dock, and quickly scanned the area. No signs of life. He motioned Xris forward.
Xris slid through the hole in the fence. Once inside the compound, he began inspecting the hovertruck---a basic container carrier, used to offioad space containers from shuttles and move them to the factory. The power was shut off. The track rested on its air-cushion skirts.
After a quick look, Xris again keyed the conun unit and whispered, "Sunray, this is Delta One. We are inside the compound and are preparing to enter the facility. Any further instructions?"
Armstrong's answer was immediate and terse. "This is Sunray. Proceed. Out."
"Sunray, this is Delta One. The area is deserted. We could hold here until Javelin arrives."
"This is Sunray. Proceed. Out."
Something was definitely wrong. Xris took a twist out of its waterproof case in his pocket, stuck the tobacco in his mouth, chewed on it.
"If you decide to pack it in, I'll back you up," Ito said in a low voice.
Xris considered, but not for very long. He and Ito had come too far to quit now
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