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The hovercar stopped outside the headquarters of the Red ScorpionRegiment, a largish tent that nonetheless seemed to Varlik too small forits function. A hundred and two. Jerym put aside the tattered bookhe was reading-he was perhaps the thirtieth to read it-and grinned atKelmer when he came into the winterized squad tent that housed ACompany's six officers. Or wasgreen.

A couple were napping. A waiter came over, described themenu and took their orders, then left. It seemed to him he could go nofarther-that he would die there of the cold. Briefly, a map appeared beside the text.