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The second squad didn't run away but instead prepared to meet whoever would come running at the sound of the alarm. Literally three or four minutes later, the steel door opened, and eight people appeared behind it... Their equipment was identical to that of the soldiers that "Mist" had killed a little earlier. They didn't have any drones, and they hadn't seen Ernst Zuter. — Drop your weapons!
-What if they just drive by without stopping? There's nothing outside that gives away our presence. We can hide in the house, and if they decide to come in, it will be easier to defend ourselves here than in the bus.
Wenling takes a position near one of the windows, preferably closer to the entrance, so that the patrol is more visible in case they stop. -If they try to go around the building, I will meet them at the back entrance.
The patrol slowed down as it approached the house, but drove past it without stopping.
The soldiers disarmed Mara and Ayren and took all their devices, after which they led them inside the cave. The door behind them closed. [Zutter could have tried to sneak inside with them or stay on the other side]. Inside, there was a heater, and some food was cooking in a pot. Both girls were injected with a bluish liquid, and they first experienced intense pain in their heads, as if they had been injected directly into their brains, followed by a burning pain in the area where the microchip was located. Mara's ocular implant also stopped working. When this small procedure was completed, they were thrown into a cell, where there were already about ten local girls. They were all young, each between 14 and 20 years old, and all had attractive appearances, except for their tear-stained faces and bruises.