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

'Assorted assault lifters, gunships, and so forth. Impossible, but with
that curious Beta priority I suppose we'll have to give them what they
want.

'Various other small vehicles, weapons, not a problem, not a problem...

'Twenty of the Nana-class strike boats? How'd anyone that far in the
outback even hear of those? They haven't even been formally accepted by
the Fleet. Beta priority, schmeta priority. I hardly think we need to
worry ourselves-'

'Look again,' his superior said. Corfi obeyed, and his eyebrows lifted a
trifle. That item was marked, in tiny green script, Approved, R.E.

'Well,' Corfi said, ashamed at his momentary lapse. 'So I was wrong. If
He has approved the matter, it's up to Him to justify that to his
superiors.' He sniffed, clearly distancing himself from future blame.

'Seven hundred and fifty trained men. The men they can have, heavens
knows we've got enough of them. Take a few thousand more out of the
slums for all of me. But trained? Doesn't he know there's a peace on?'

Meghavarna let a smile come and go. 'What about transport?'

'I've got the Malvern about through with her refit,' Corfi said.
'Terrible waste of fuel and all, but with a skeleton crew...

'Yes, the Malvern. And we can transship in a cycle, perhaps two. Or as
soon as they release those precious Nanas.'

'Good,' Meghavarna approved. 'I assumed you could expedite the matter.'
He rose. 'I was a bit worried when your assistant told me you weren't in
yet, knowing you live out toward Bosham.'

'I didn't even try to go home last night,' Corfi said. 'Stayed at the
club, so I wouldn't get caught in the troubles.'

'What're they wanting this time?' Meghavarna asked. 'I don't really keep
up on civ doings.'

'Bread, no bread, too much bread, the wrong sort of bread, or
something,' Corfi said indifferently. 'Does it matter?'

'Not really.'

Corfi saluted perfunctorily, left Meghavarna's office. He took the drop
to the main floor where his bodyguards waited, then rode the slideway
for half a mile to his offices.

He decided he'd handpick the Malvern's crew using his man in BuPers.