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No, these are the other stories.

Hunter Killer, written by Matt Butcher, narrated by Ian McEwan.

Looking through eyes that are not my own, I scan for something, anything that will betray the enemy's location.

Heat sensors show nothing, save for chimney smoke or the occasional stray cat,

and audio seems to show nothing beyond acceptable background noise.

This wasn't right. Our intelligence was good. Our intelligence was always good.

Negative on target control. Engaging the noise dampeners and active camouflage, I slowly

edge down the alleyway towards the open street and extend an optical sensor around the corner.

Unsurprisingly, given the unsociable night hour, I find the main street pitch dark and deserted.

Caution, however, is never excessive as we are operating in the heart of insurgency-occupied

territory, and I'm piloting several million dollars

worth of tech. Hunching down on all fours to minimize my form, I slink out into the open street

like a mechanized panther. My sensors still give me nothing.

Someone has to be here.

Dron surveillance had tracked down a dozen or so heat signatures to a nearby hidden compound until yesterday.

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