Falling Power. Survive or all die. Alexander Skopintsev

      The shield was large enough to cover Rent’s chest and stomach. The sergeant attached it to his left arm, testing its balance and mobility.

      – One wound is enough for today,» he muttered, remembering the searing pain in his back from the prisoner’s gunshot.

      Captain Lex looked around at his men:

      – Is everyone ready? Let’s move out.

      The three guardsmen began their journey across the vast desert. Their steps were heavy, their feet sinking into the hot sand. They were followed by a chain of footprints, but the hot wind quickly erased all signs of their presence.

      The hours stretched agonizingly slow. The sun was scorching mercilessly, making every step a test of willpower. Sweat trickled down their bodies, soaking the clothes under their armor. Breathing became increasingly difficult – the thin air of the planet did not provide enough oxygen.