Harrowed every week, the field was smooth and bare ofgrowth, while near the fence, floodlights bathed it, their light spillingfarther, diffusing and thinning. eams, with orders that atleast two in each team should be awake at all times; most would managethat, he thought. They seem to think the modifications won't take long-a week, maybe twoor three if they have problems- If nothingelse, that would save others from suffering the heat of Tyss.
He wasCaptain Gulthar Kro, a rather large man, though not so large as the twoguards with the general. Then, after a bit, there'd been light,like a distant floodlight, paling the tree crowns where they overhung theedges of the narrow roadway, and he'd heard a sound behind him likerunning feet. To 2nd Platoon it was the signal tomove forward, alert for pickets whom they needed to get past withoutdisturbance. The trooper chuckled.
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