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I
could
tell
that
Rita
had
an
idea
.
She
’
d
been
through
more
loops
than
I
had
,
so
maybe
she
saw
something
I
didn
’
t
.
I
thought
I
’
d
turned
myself
into
a
veteran
,
but
next
to
her
I
was
still
a
greenhorn
fresh
out
of
Basic
.
We
were
standing
on
the
No
.
3
Training
Field
,
barbed
wire
barricade
overturned
to
one
side
,
chain
link
fence
trampled
flat
along
the
other
three
.
Mimics
packed
into
the
area
,
shoulder
to
shoulder
-
as
if
they
had
shoulders
.
Unable
to
support
the
massive
weight
of
the
Mimics
,
the
concrete
had
buckled
and
cracked
.
The
sun
had
begun
to
sink
lower
in
the
sky
,
casting
complex
shadows
across
the
uneven
ground
.
The
wind
was
as
strong
as
it
had
been
the
day
before
,
but
the
Jacket
’
s
filter
removed
all
trace
of
the
ocean
from
its
smell
.
Then
there
it
was
,
the
Mimic
server
.
Rita
and
I
spotted
it
at
the
same
time
.
I
don
’
t
know
how
we
knew
it
was
the
one
,
but
we
knew
.
"
I
can
’
t
raise
my
support
squad
on
comm
.
We
won
’
t
have
any
air
support
.
"
"
Nothing
new
for
me
.
"
"
You
remember
what
to
do
?
"
I
nodded
inside
my
Jacket
.
"
Then
let
’
s
do
this
.
"
The
field
was
packed
with
ten
thousand
square
meters
of
Mimics
waiting
for
our
axes
to
send
them
into
death
’
s
oblivion
.
We
advanced
to
meet
them
.
