“Losing speed, the plane rolled along the runway, made a sharp turn at the end and taxied to the hangar. Colonel Kelly met me at the ramp. We shook hands. “Well, how’s it going?” “The colonel’s voice trembled barely perceptibly. I shrugged. I hate general questions. "As there"? No way. Not there, in the capital of a southern country ready to perish in a nuclear war. Not there, in the capital of the northern country, which will disappear five minutes earlier or later. Not here, on the tiny piece of land that separates these countries. On the isthmus, where, in vain attempts to save local civilization, a handful of earthling peacekeepers are found..."