"Fred, what's up with your 'victim'?" the leader asked.
"Well, you know…" the man mumbled.
"I'm not interested in your surveillance and how you got information. I want to hear a clear and distinct result!
"Well, that's… I didn't learn much. Ensign Watteau Farman was my "victim". We played chess with him ... - Fred became noticeably depressed, - He won. Won and won!
- Faster! — David was already beginning to boil, although it was only the beginning.
- And we played on "desires", that is, on information. You know that I am invincible in chess, - a guilty look was turned to the leader, - But it just so happened that I won only 2 times ...
- From? asked the person in charge of the operation.
"From 37… B-but I found out about the location of the armory and that Jean Havok, completely disillusioned with women, decided to try with men. The armory is located thirty kilometers from the eastern city of Girbaz!
"We blew it up two months ago," said Christian, deputy head of the group, who returned to this moment.
"And what did you tell him, my dear?" - David's endurance is already running out.
- A little…
- More precisely!
"Where are the weapons depots and our bases, how and from whom do we receive orders, how many of us there are in general! said Fred.
— Christian, bring me whiskey! And you! - he turned to the man standing in front of him, - And you, Fred, try not to show yourself in front of me!
Fred moved away from the leader's gaze, Christian brought whiskey to David, and Samantha still hesitated to come out and start the report.