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dagger you got for your coming of age birthday party."
    The topographer tuned in to the spotter and raised his voice: "Dense crowds of enemy fighters in the probable damage zone. If their direction and speed stay the same, they’ll reach the certain damage zone in fifteen seconds and the guaranteed damage zone in thirty."
    I turned to the leader of the battalion. "Open fire once you’re ready. Your objective is to take out as many of the Lightsters’ manpower as you can."
    "Yessir!" said the senior lieutenant as he saluted me, then sat down on the sand in a free and easy manner. Closing his eyes, he entered the nirvana-like state of going through the service interfaces, ranging charts and subdivision control channels.
    "Firecracker 1, pointing at sector A4. Operator, get ready!"
    "Ready to fire!"
    "Ready for flight!"
    "Countdown. Three…Two…One…Fire!"
    Dang! The counterweight smashed into the stopper girder. The sling whistled through the air. The aerial bomb became a black dot in the distance as it flew toward the enemy.
    Kaboom!!! The ground literally jumped, crashing painfully into the warriors’ heels and knocking minor damage numbers out of them. For the first time in hundreds of years, Tianlong’s skeleton finally moved, leaping up in place and giving a distinctive"ooh."
    The log-analyst jabbered breathlessly:
    "Direct hit! The operator gets credit for 2612 frags…2640...2670. Widespread bloodloss and injuries keep upping his counter. Initial loot: 3720 objects. 3766..."
    "Firecracker 2, a hundred to the left, thirty inward. Fire!"
    Dang!
    "Bombs away! Calculating the operator’s scored damage and deaths…The harness caught on the locating block! Success! I see multiple targets hit."
    Fucking shit! I thought as I ground my teeth. My greedy pig downed some Validol. Missing 4,000 loot items could have led to a heart attack even in milder skinflints.
    "Firecracker 3, two hundred to your left, fifty inward. Fire! Everyone else, double-check the operators’ strapping!"
    "We have a hit! 3300 frags. The enemy’s losses keep growing due to the large amounts of warriors wounded in the previous explosions. Loot: 4600. There’s a game achievements packet coming in. I am registering a significant increase of clan and alliance ratings."
    "Fire!" the gunner cried again, aiming higher in order to hit the very heart of enemy formations.
    Dang! Then silence…
    "Bomb went straight into a portal arch. Explosion on the other side. 242 frags, all from the same clan. Loot: 311 items."
    Fuck me!
    "Fire!"
    Dang! Bada-bada-boom!
    The explosion was much stronger than normal. It also seemed to be closer.
    "An attempt to seize the bomb in midair. Or we might’ve accidentally hit a flying seraphim…" commented the invisible analyst, digressing a bit. "Explosion at sixty feet off the ground. Frags: 4400. Loot: 5100. The numbers are growing. Midair explosions seem to be highly efficient: repeat them!"
    "Mona-Lisa, get ready. Firecracker 5, fire!"
    Dang! Boom!
    "Direct hit! The ear-chopper is awaiting respawn. I am registering a 32 level increase."
    I nodded. Not bad!
    Within minutes we had relieved the Lightsiders of millions of dollars worth of gear and hundreds of thousands of human farming hours.
    "The enemy’s advancing more slowly now. Personal gates spotted; some warriors are leaving the battlefield."
    I looked around, searching for an operator for Firecracker 6. My loyal NKVD Timurites were bustling nearby as usual.
    "Tamerlane! Limp over here. Come in, hurry up, bro! Put that harness on. Know what you gotta do?"
    He nodded, and I stepped back.
    The gunner took his time to pick out the best target.
    "A hundred to the left, go as high as you can. That place is teeming with casters. Fire!"
    "Explosion! Golbin awaits respawn, a good hit: level increased by 43."
    I froze, awaiting more news.
    "The enemy is not slowing down. Blowing up their rear ranks is not as efficient!"
    I glanced at Firecraker 7, the last one… It won’t