The War Below
The descent had been too quiet. That was what Corporal Silas Crowe kept thinking about, three generations later, sitting in his quarters on the Small Commonwealth and listening to the hum of the city above him. They had dropped from the sky like angels of mercy, nine of them, equipped with laser drills no bigger than grains of sand. Their target: Dr. Eleanor Blackwood, leader of the last Macro...
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