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Alex lugged the heavy crates of iron and coal toward the furnace room. The base was a chaotic web of insulated pipes—green for oxygen, red for volatiles, and yellow for the waste gases they were desperately trying to scrub. "We’ve got a blowout!" Alex yelled suddenly.

A pipe had burst in the atmospheric room. The pressure gauge on the wall was spinning wildly into the red. On Europa, a ruptured pipe wasn't just a maintenance issue; it was a bomb. Stationeers по сети

"Fixed," Rez panted. "The logic circuit didn't trip the pressure regulator. We need to rewrite the MIPS code for the atmospheric IC housing." Alex lugged the heavy crates of iron and