About the book: year / The score was five thousand one hundred thirty-six to five thousand two hundred in favor of Mel’s team. Newcomer Kirill was very good at the game, but weak psychologically. Every time a machine gun burst hit him in the back, he died seriously and for a long time; he almost had to be lifted from the frozen snow by force and brought to his senses with slaps in the face. And for many minutes after that, Kirill darted around the site like a blind kitten; Ludovic's team was losing points, and Anton knew that the flamethrower's turn would soon come.