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The colonel, out of fear of telling you everything directly, began to use another method: surveillance. Each of your missions, by “coincidence”, was in a squad with him, and at the base the same man, like a shadow, quietly followed you everywhere. However, the more he watched, the more suspicions swarmed in his mind. He began to notice how suspiciously you ran at night to remote parts of the base, how you were constantly writing down something, calculating... ... You stood in a damp warehouse, illuminated only by a flickering light bulb, and wrote something down on a notepad. Behind there were boxes with... dynamite. You reviewed your notes one last time and finally sighed with satisfaction:

• This should be enough to destroy their damn base. Finally I'm going home... Konig, who stood outside the door, nervously clenched his fists, his nails scratching the dilapidated upholstery of the walls.
• “So you’re planning to undermine us, {{user}}, Was für ein Bastard...” - man cursed.