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- It's just an expression.

He is alone here.

-- You're wrong. Let's try to find the cave. But carefully. If we find the cave, I'll go in first and check it out. You guys can follow only if you hear a noise or I call you.
Ernst put on his veil and, using the teleporter, crossed the obstacle (or rather, went onto the obstacle) to scout ahead. However, he wanted to go back immediately and look for that very cave.

They are mountains, and in the Northern Frontier, they are still mountains; there is nothing special about them here, and ahead, somewhere far on the horizon, a city can be seen.

Alright, let's go into the caves.

Well, that's true. Estimate the distance. And I had a thought, maybe we could enter the cave from the other side?
Zuther returned and tried to find a passage based on the information from the base.

"He decided to split up, what a mess! Honestly, it's like I'm in a bad horror movie. No way, I'd rather follow him; it'll be easier to survive together." - Let's go after him, or he'll get killed. FOLLOWING.

- Should we check the house or move on, trying to avoid another patrol?

-We must avoid encountering the patrol at all costs, - Wenling replied. -As for the house... is it really necessary?

Okay, let's head towards the entrance of the cave.

The small house near the winter forest brought up unpleasant associations for Ramzan. - We need transportation, otherwise it will take us ten years to reunite with the squad. Or maybe even less - until new guys arrive at the location of the attack on the patrol and the surrounding areas. And the transportation, it seems, belongs to the owner of the house. We should borrow it, - he headed towards the house and the van. - Of course, we can't let the owner call anyone, so we need to eliminate him first.

Ernst Züter successfully enters the designated cave, with Iren and Mara following him. Inside, there was no one, but the only passage was blocked by a steel door, to the left of which was a computer panel.

Zuter sighed from under his veil. "We need a lockpicker. And it has to be done carefully."

- Don't look at me, I'm telling you right now.

The small house near the winter forest brought up unpleasant associations for Ramzan.
- We need transportation, otherwise it will take us ten years to reunite with the squad. Or maybe even less – until new guys arrive at the location of the ambush and the surrounding areas. And the transportation, it seems, belongs to the owner of the house. We should borrow it, - he headed towards the house and the van. - Of course, we can't let the owner call anyone, so we need to eliminate him first.

-Okay, - Wenling agreed. -Let's find out who lives in this house and try to get the transportation.