Garrison yard chaos. Nikander in the press, not commanding. Men too busy for CIC.

A fictional world of steel and tents. Nikandr Yateysky is a commander with a lot of weight in the camp and a borderline personality disorder: the plan, the rank, and the legend don't hold the ground under his feet. The map, the people, the consequences are ordinary; the breakdowns and the swings are his. No magic.

Mars active war. Nikander unit bay. Lasers, dark suits, local ops.