"Bunch, Chris - Last Legion 01 - The Last Legion 2.0" - читать интересную книгу автора (Bunch Chris)

'Maybe this time I'll just stay in.'

'What... I don't know what to call it exactly, what branch do you
generally serve with?' Yoshitaro asked.

'There's only one to think about, far as I'm concerned. Intelligence an'
Recon. Snoopin' and poopin', we call it. Prob'ly be some of my mates
from other times there. I&R's a small world, because most soldiers think
we're brain-dead and suicidal.

'You operate by yourself or with a small team, so any ambush you end up
in's your own fault, instead of stumbling along with a turd of hurtles
like a common footso'jer does, or zooming into a hot landing zone with
every other squid in a Strike Force.

'Still not a bad way to get killed, though. If I had a brain, I'd
prob'ly go for Supply or Cooking.

'Appears Ma Kipchak raised herself a rock-solid fool.'


'Say, Njangu?'

Yoshitaro looked up from the disk he was reading. It was Maev.

'Ye-up?'

'I've got a problem with my bunk chain,' she said. 'Damned thing's got a
kink, and I keep hitting it with my head. Could you see if you could
yank it out or something?'

'Sure.' Njangu slid out of his bunk and followed the small redhead.

Petr and Garvin sat cross-legged on Kipchak's bunk, a small magnetic
chessboard between them. Njangu grinned as he went by.

'Hmm,' Garvin said. 'White Queen takes Black Rook, I suspect.'

'What're you talkin' about?' Kipchak demanded. 'Your queen's not even
close to my castle.'

'Never mind, never mind.'

* * *

Something woke Njangu. It took a minute for him to realize where he was.
Maev was lying on the inside of the bunk, half-smiling in her dream. Her
hand was between Yoshitaro's thighs. Her hair was very dark in the ready
lights.