Anton Vasiliev, commander of a separate reconnaissance and security platoon, returned from the war alive and more or less intact. It would seem that this is happiness - live and be happy. However, it soon became clear that his place was not here, not under a peaceful civilian sky. It turned out that there is only one place in the world where Vasiliev can say: “Here I am at home.” The Exclusion Zone, where there is eternal autumn and there are no quiet, safe corners, became such a haven for him. Where there is an endless slaughter and bargaining for amazing artifacts, where everything is permeated with deadly radiation, where every second mutant, and every first, although human, is armed to the teeth and deadly. But only here, in the Exclusion Zone, such as Anton Vasiliev can feel the beating of life in all its fullness in the conquered living space. Anyone who is looking for a path to happiness will only find true friends, true love and smart, strong enemies here. What else does someone who follows the path of a warrior need to be happy? Perhaps only this...