第3章云牵月3CloudTetered Mo（第5页）

Xwascalibratingaunicatio.Ananti-staticbracelethuggedherwrist;herfingersflewacrossthecircuitrywithfluidspeed，thesironinherhandmovingwiththeprecisionofasurgeon’sscalpel.

“Encryptedel，cascade-wavealgorithm，”

shesaid，hervoiceslightlymuffledbythedustmask.“Fifty-kilometerrange.A+gradeanti-jamming.ItshouldslippasttheNightwatchers’passivesweep.Butiftheyinitiateanactives…”

Shepaused，hereyesfliguptomeethisforafraofased，“we’llhavethirtysedsofmasking.Atbest.”

Santalipickedupafinishedunit.Itwaspact，barelylargerthanastandardearpiece，yetcarriedadisibleweight，hintingatthedenseposwithin.

“tingency?”

heasked.

“Iedmicro-thermalchargeineait，”

shereplied，attentionalreadyreturoherwork.“Ifitdetectsforcedbreachorpinpointtriangulation，itmeltsthecorein0.3seds.Nothiotrace.”

Thh.Alwaysthh.Hefittedthedevitohisleftear，adjustinguntilitsatflushagainsthisskin.

“Testit，”

Xsaid，segherownunit.

Threesedsofsilehenhervoiceresonatedinsidehisskull，clearasifathisear:[elcheck.firmreception.]

[Received.Signalclear，]hesubvocalized.

Hewatchedasshegaveaslightnod，firmingherreception.

"

Now，forons."

Xmovedtothewallarievedariflewithadistinctivesilhouette."

ModifiedVSSVintorez—barrelextendedfivetimetersforimprovedstabilityatmedium-le.Chamberedforspecializedsubsonicrounds.Near-silentwithinthreehundredmeters."

Santalitooktherifle.Itsweight，balahewayitsettledintohisgrip—everyparameterfelttailored.Eveocklengthmatchedhisarmspanperfectly.

"

How’dyougetmymeasurements?"

heasked，notchallenging，justcurious.

Xpulledafilefromaworkbenchdrawerandslidittowardhi"

Full-bodyswhileyouwereout.Boy，jointmobility，oldinjurydistribution…allfactoredintothemods."

Santalileafedthroughthefile.Theswasexhaustive，catalogingevenoldscars—thepuckeredskinbelowhisleftscapula，theslightwearinhisrightmeniscus，theminormisaligbetweenhisT7andT8vertebrae.Inthewronghands，thisdatacouldhaveplottedthreeseparatekillsariostailoredjustforhi

Shehadusedittoadjustthecurveofariflegrip.

"

Thh，"

Santaliremarked，returningthefilewithafaint，precisesmile."

Reendthisdoctorformyphysical.Thoughtheaheticdosagewas…ambitious."

Xtookthefile，herfingerspausingatitsedge."

Theshoulderwound…CrimsonTide’swork?"

Santalitouchedthespotbelowhisshoulderblade，feelingtheslightridge."

een，"

hesaid，tonecasual，asifdiscussingtheweather."

Awele-backgiftfromtheGenesisT.Targetwasadefector—turnedouttobeanoldacquaintance."

Hepaused，aflickerofdarkamusementinhisvioleteyes.

“CrimsonTidelaughedforasolidtensedswhenhereizedme.Said，‘SotheWhites’littlemoillbreathes.’Thenheshotme.Adeliberatemiss—calledit‘savingspaceforamedalontheoldman’sson.’”

X’sfiightenedminutely，creasingtheedgeofthepaper.

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