They say the sapper makes a mistake once. The detonation of an enemy land mine sent me, Andrei Bazilevsky, into oblivion. I woke up in a sealed capsule, rapidly rushing in space. On the forearm, a high-tech coronavirus, and the emotionless voice of the AI ​ ​ repeats right in the ear: - To pay off the debt to the corporation, you are sent to zone A-1. You will receive instructions after landing. What goblin?! Army humor, self-irony, and damned to her, anomaly, where even an insect bite can change you. Change not for the better. And then there is a strange whisper... Do you want to survive? Pay! And why do the anomaly constantly come across traces left by compatriots?